The White Buffalo And Forest Rangers - The House Of The Rising Sunadd

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There is a house in charming town
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They call the rising sun
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And its been the ruin of many a poor girl
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And me oh god im one

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If id listened to my mamma
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Lord id be home today
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But I was young and foolish
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Handsome rider led me astray

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Go tell my baby sister
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Never do what I have done’
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The son of the house in charming town
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We call the rising son

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My ,mother she’s a tailor
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She sewed my new blue jeans
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My sweet heart hes a rambler
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Lord he rides an ol’ machine

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Now the only thing a rambler needs
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is a suit case and a gun
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The only time hes satisfied
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is when hes on the run

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He fills his chamber up with led
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And takes his fame to town’
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The only pleasure he gets outta life
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Is bringing anpother man down

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Hes got one hand on the throttle
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The other on the brake’
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Hes riddin back to redwood
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To own his fathers stake

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And me I wait in charming town
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To gain my lovless one
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Im staying here to end my life
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Down in the rising son

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