Sun Fills

There is a house in Charming Town
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl
And me, Oh God, I'm oneIf I listened to my mama
Lord I'd be home today
But I was young and foolish
Handsome rider led me astrayGo tell my baby sister
Never do what I've done
To shun the house in Charming Town
They call the Rising SunMy Mother, she's a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My sweetheart he's a rambler
Lord he rides an old machineNow the only thing a rambler needs
Is a suitcase and a gun
The only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on the runHe fills his chamber up with lead
And takes his pain to town
Only pleasure he gets out of life
Is bringing another man downHe's got one hand on the throttle
The other on the brakes
He's riding back to Redwood
To own his father's stakeAnd me, I wait in Charming Town
The game my love has won
I'm staying here to end my life
Down in the Rising SunI'm staying here to end my life
Down in the Rising Sun