Devil's in the house of the risin' sun. Chickens in the bread pen pickin' out dough. Granny, does your dog bite? No, child, no. The devil went down to Georgia, He was looking for a soul to steal, He was in a bind he was way behind, he was willin' to make

With a gun in your hand, I'm the boogieman I'm gonna come and get you You've got to help us, can you? Yes you can You've got to help us, can you? Yes you can, oh If you point a gun at my rising sun Though we're not the one But in the bounds of your mind

There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun It has been the ruin of many a poor girl And me, oh, God, I'm one If I had listened to what my mother said, I`d have been at home today, But I was young and foolish, oh, God Let a rambler lead me

Lalalala-la-la In cold blood Crying zeros and I'm hearing 111s Pool, summer, summer, pool, pool summer Mister Caspian's killer told me so Heard it now on the radio Lalalala-lalala

Another day is coming A new day has begun An eagle is rising slowly to the skies of no return Disappearing in the growing sun So proud and so beautiful Thinking about tomorrow with tears in his eyes Once a lot of brothers spread their wings to join his

I want to feel that you want it I want to feel by the morning Oh let me feel what you are Flashes on match heads Splashes of ashes Embers arising Smoke fills the skies in Wind blows in then crashes Waves over the ashes

Hello my only one, just like the mornin' sun You'll keep on risin' 'til the sky knows your name Hello my only one, remember who you are No you're not perfect but you're not your mistakes Hey, hey, hey, hey 'As I lay me down to sleep I hear her speak to

It won't be long, we'll meet again Numb, we're broken, here I stand alone Wondering what were the last words I said to you The face of love You've never left me The rising sun Will always speak your name Your memory is never passing

And can I hit it in the morning The sun rising while you moanin' Can I hit it in the morning Baby you summertime fine, I let you get on top, I be the underline I'm trying to get beside you like the number 9, dime You fine as hell, I guess I met you for a

It won't be long, we'll meet again Numb, we're broken, here I stand alone Wondering what were the last words I said to you The face of love You've never left me The rising sun Will always speak your name Your memory is never passing