Get ready Marie, get ready Marie Get ready for dreams to come true Get ready Marie, get ready for me There’s so many things we can do She was a pretty good looking young girl And she kissed me in such a way But to get anything, she said show me the ring

Dadadadadada If I'm not here for me Look how you found me A piece of me ain't there 'Cause nothing can compare To life when I was young That girl inside me stays She will be there Messages from her

Could this be love That I hear calling There was a young girl Ridin' on the wind She had all of the answers Didn't need to pretend I remember - she was the only friend I ever needed Now I wonder

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