Forbidden love Are we supposed to be together We seal the destiny forever Once upon a time There was a boy Just one kiss Just one touch Just one look Just one kiss on my lips

Bad boy boogie On the day I was born the rain fell down There was trouble brewing in my home town It was the seventh day, I was the seventh son And it scared the hell out of everyone They said stop, I said go They said fast, I said slow They said yes, I

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

This story is about love The woman I loved is dead There was a boy A very strange enchanted boy They say he wandered very far Very far over land and sea A little shy and sad of eye But very wise, was he And then one day

Cold cold cold cold feet There was a little boy once upon a time Who in spite of his young age and small size knew his mind For every copper penny and clover he would find Make a wish for better days the end of hard times For no more cold feet His

Is just to love and be loved in return" There was a boy... A very strange enchanted boy They say he wondered very far, very far Over land and sea A little shy and sad of eye But very wise was he And then one day One magic day, passed my way

This story is about love The woman I loved is dead There was a boy A very strange enchanted boy They say he wandered very far Very far over land and sea A little shy and sad of eye But very wise, was he And then one day

They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy In the house of the rising sun There is a house in Sin City 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 Sin City

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

Toy-like people make me boy-like I see myself in there upon my lover I found a reason I seen you go down to a cold mirror It was never clearer in my era so You lick a shine upon your forehead or Check it by the signs in the corridor You light my ways