🦙 Lirik House Of The Rising Sun

The House Of The Rising Sun" There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know I'm one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time he's satisfied thereis a house in new orleans they call the rising sun and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy and god i know i'm one my mother was a tailor she sewed my new bluejeans my father was a gamblin' man down in new orleans now the only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and trunk and the only time he's satisfied is when he's on a drunk oh Thereis a house in Charming Town They call the Rising Sun It's been the ruin of many a poor girl And me, Oh God, I'm one If I listened to my mama Lord I'd be home today But I was young and foolish Handsome rider led me astray Go tell my baby sister Never do what I've done To shun the house in Charming Town They call the Rising Sun My Mother Inthe Animals' recording the organ often plays 7th chords, when the guitar does not. [Intro] | Am | C | D | F | | Am | E | Am | E | [Verse 1] Am C D F There is a house in New Orleans Am C E They call the "Rising Sun" Am C D F And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy Am E | Am | C | D | F | Am | E | Am | E | And God, I know, I'm one (organ The House of the Rising Sun" (bahasa Indonesia: Rumah Matahari Terbit) adalah sebuah lagu rakyat, yang kadang-kadang disebut "Rising Sun Blues".Lagu ini bercerita tentang kehidupan yang menjadi kacau di New Orleans; banyak versi juga berisi anjuran seseorang kepada saudaranya agar menghindari nasib yang sama.Versi komersial yang paling sukses, tercatat pada tahun 1964 oleh grup rock Britania Thereis a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new bluejeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk----- organ solo ----- HouseOf The Rising Sun Artist : The Beatles There is a house in New Orleans They call the Risin' Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy. And God, I know I'm one. My mother was a tailor. She sewed my new blue jeans. My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans. Now, the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk Thereis a house in New Orleans. They call the Rising Sun. And it's been the ruin of many young poor boys And God I know I'm one. My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin man Down in New Orleans. Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time that he's satisfied Is when he's all Houseof the Rising Sun Lyrics [Chorus] There is a house down in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun. And it's been the ruin of many a-poor girl And me—oh, God—I'm one [Verse 1] My mother was a . Cari Lirik Lagu " Musik dalam jiwa dapat didengar oleh alam semesta " *** Lao - Zu *** *************** There is a house in New OrleansThey call the Rising SunAnd it's been the ruin of many a poor boyAnd God I know I'm oneMy mother was a tailorShe sewed my new bluejeansMy father was a gamblin' manDown in New OrleansNow the only thing a gambler needsIs a suitcase and trunkAnd the only time he's satisfiedIs when he's on a drunk- organ solo -Oh mother tell your childrenNot to do what I have doneSpend your lives in sin and miseryIn the House of the Rising SunWell, I got one foot on the platformThe other foot on the trainI'm goin' back to New OrleansTo wear that ball and chainWell, there is a house in New OrleansThey call the Rising SunAnd it's been the ruin of many a poor boyAnd God I know I'm one I AIN'T GOT YOU *************** I got a sixty-five CadillacSparetyre on the backI got a charge account at Goldblatt'sBut I don't have youI got women to the left of meI got women to the right of meI got chicks all around meBut I don't have youI got a tavern, a liquor storeI got the numbers four forty-fourI got a Mojo and don't you knowI'm all dressed up with no place to goI got women to the left of meI got women to the right of meI got chicks all around meBut I ain't got you, oh babyYeah I got a tavern, a liquor storeI got the numbers four forty-fourI got a Mojo and don't you knowI'm all dressed up with no place to goI got a sixty-five CadillacSparetyre on the backCharge account at Goldblatt'sBut I ain't got you, come on babyYeah I got a tavern, a liquor storeI got the numbers four forty-fourI got a Mojo and don't you knowI'm all dressed up with no place to goI got a closet full of clothesAnd no matter where I goGot a ring in my noseBut I ain't got youI said I ain't got youBaby I ain't got youWell I ain't got you child BABY LET ME TAKE YOU HOME *************** Baby can I take you homeBaby let me take you homeI'll love you all my lifeYou can bet I'll treat you rightIf you just let me take you homeBaby can I dance with youBaby can I dance with youI'll do anything in this God-almighty worldIf you just let me dance with youBaby let me take you homeBaby let me take you homeI'll love you all my lifeYou can bet I'll treat you rightIf you just let me take you homeWell when I saw you babyI couldn't ignore youAnd I wanted you for my girlAnd when you said "Yeah!"I just couldn't care aboutAnybody else in this worldYou smiled at meBaby now I could seeMy life was planned out aheadYou took my handAnd it felt so goodAnd this is what you saidBaby won't you be my manBaby won't you be my manYes I'll be your manAnd I'll do the best I canI wanna be your manIt's alright, it's alright!It's alright, it's alright!It's alright, it's alright! I PUT A SPELL ON YOU *************** I put a spell on you, because you're mineYou'd better stop the things that you doI ain't lyin', no I ain't lyin', yeah!I just can't stand it, baby, for you're always runnin' aroundI can't stand it the way you're always puttin' me downI put a spell on you, because you're mineI put a spell on you, because you're mineYou'd better stop the things that you doLord knows I ain't lyin', said I ain't lyin'I just can't stand it, baby, the way you're always tryin' to put me downI just can't stand it the way you're always runnin' 'roundI put a spell on you, because you're mineBecause you're mineI said I love you, I love you, I love you, oh baby howI don't care if you don't want meI said I'm yours, I'm yours right nowI put a spell on you, because you're mineI put a spell on youI just can't stand the way you're always tryin' to put me downI put a spell on you, oh yeahI put a spell on you, I put a spell on you MAUDIE *************** "This song was written by John Lee HookerAbout his wife, her name is MaudieEverytime he has an arguement with herHe has to write a new verse to keep her happyHe was over here at London a short while backAnd he taught me this song .......?"Oh Maudie, baby, I love youMmm, baby, I love youYeah, you've been gone so longGirl, I miss you soOh Maudie, why did you hurt me?Mmm, Maudie, I said why did you hurt me?You know I need your sweet lovin' like a flower needs the rainSometimes when they'd have an argumentHe'd take her by the hand and say,"Maudie, you know I love youYou know I need youAnd I got just one thing to say baby .ho!"Hey Maudie, baby don't you know I love youOh, Maudie, I said baby don't you know I love youI've been gone so long, God, I miss you so muchSometimes Johns old ladyShe'd turn around to him and say,"John, if you don't quit your messin' around baby,I'm gonna walk right outta that doorWith my bag in my hand."John would say, "Hey!"Well, Maudie, sweet little girl, baby,Oh Maudie, be my sweet little girl, baby,When you touch my handMy head is all in a whirl now babyI love you MaudieI said I love you MaudieOh, love you MaudieOoh, love you MaudieYou know I need, I need, I need, need, yeahI said Maudie, baby, I love youOh Maudie, baby, I love youI love you MaudieYou've been gone so long,How I've missed you too muchI love you. AROUND AND AROUND *************** They said the joint was rockin'Goin' 'round and 'roundOh babyWith that crazy soundAnd it never stopped rockin'til the moon went downYou know it sounds so sweetI gotta take me a chanceRose out of my seatYou know I had to danceStarted movin' my feetOh, clappin' my handsAnd we kept on rockin'Goin' round and 'roundOh babyWith that crazy soundAnd it never stopped rockin'til the moon went downAnd we kept on rockin'Goin' 'round and 'roundOh babyWith that crazy soundAnd it never stopped rockin'til the moon went downTwelve o'clockAnd the place was packedTwelve o'clockAnd we kept on rockin'Goin' 'round and 'roundOh babyWith that crazy soundAnd it never stopped rockin'til the moon went downAnd we kept on rockin'Goin' 'round and 'roundOh babyWith that crazy soundAnd it never stopped rockin'til the moon went down first releasetraditional, arranged by bob dylan There is a house down in new orleans They call the risin sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl And me, oh god, I'm a-one My mother was a tailor She sewed these new blue jeans My sweetheart was a gambler, lord Down in new orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk He fills his glasses up to the brim And hell pass the cards around And the only pleasure he gets out of life Is ramblin from town to town Oh tell my baby sister Not to do what I have done But shun that house in new orleans They call the risin sun Well, it's one foot on the platform And the other foot on the train I'm goin back to new orleans To wear that ball and chain I'm a-goin back to new orleans My race is almost run I'm goin back to end my life Down in the risin sun There is a house in new orleans They call the risin sun Its been the ruin of many poor girl And me, oh god, I'm a-one There is a house in New Orleans Call it the rising sun And it's been the ruin Of many a poor girl And me, oh lord, I'm oneIf I'd listened what my mama said Be at home today Bein' so young And foolish, my Lord Let a gambler lead me astrayMy mother was a tailor Sews new blue jeans My sweetheart's is a drunkard, Lord Drinks down in New OrleansGo tell my baby sister Never do what I have done Shun that house in New Orleans They call it the rising sunGoin' back to New Orleans Race is almost run Goin' back to spend my life Beneath, beneath, beneath, oh Lord Beneath, oh now Beneath the rising, rising sun Now, nowYou come on by

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