They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one There is a house in New Orleans My mother was a tailor Sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs

They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one There is a house in New Orleans My mother was a tailor Sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs

Everybody knows I'm here I know I'm here And I'm the hoochie-coochie man Gypsy woman told my momma, before I was born You got a boy-child comin', gonna be a son-of-a-gun Gonna make these pretty women jump and shout And the world will only know a-what

My name is Steve and I'm your walking man My name is Steve and I'm your riding man You say jump, I say how high Exactly you want me to jump to And you say walk, I will walk To the end of the line and back to you You say boy, do you really love me? Well,

Bang bang bang Now there ain't no place to run to What you go and do You go and give the boy a gun Ain't no place to run We'll shoot him down Ain't no place to run When he hold it in his hand He feel mighty he feel strong

Razz the kid Just like the girlies back at corner store Wash my bugle boy a watching my throne Sweet mutilation of a sold to nothing man Lord have mercy shake is falling through your hand Because she love me I'm the chosen one These are the days to not

I'm a steady rollin' man, I roll both night and day I'm the man that rolls, when icicles hangin' on the tree I'm a steady rollin' man, hmm, I roll both night and day But I haven't got no sweet woman, hmm, boys, to be rollin' this-a way And now you hear

There's somethin' 'bout a boy from the South. Yeah, the first time I felt it I was only 16, And he kissed me underneath the chinaberry tree. Said "Goodnight darlin'," with a sweet southern drawl. Man, I think I might just have to love them all The boys

I am bound to you And boy, I believe in us I am terrified to love for the first time I found a man I can trust Can't you see that I'm bound in chains? I finally found my way Sweet love, sweet love Trapped in your love I've opened up, unsure I can trust

A flood (Quelea, quelea) of blood to the heart (Quelea, quelea) A flood of blood to the heart Heat shimmer Open smother Ooh, dead in the middle of the C-O-double-M-O-N Little did I know then that the Mandela Boys Soon become Mandela Men Hips quiver