The Whore Of New Orleans

歌詞

Swing down low The driving rain hit five o'clock in the morning The streets were clear the storm came in without warning She's on a ship of amber on the black water She's coming home she's going to get what she's after now Swing down low Swing down low Light a candle for the whore of New Orleans Rising high to touch the souls long departed On resolution now the end's finally started We'd better hurry don't impale me with worry now Oh oh I dreamt I met the pharacies in a wooden house on broken beams On a mudslide down a hill holding on to broken will They tied my Lord to the whipping post please don't take him away They tied my Lord to the whipping post please don't take him away Don't take him away, don't take him away Don't take him away, don't take him away He got no place to go, he got no place to go He got no place to go, he got no place to go I lost my home in the wicked flood please don't send me away I lost my home in the wicked flood please don't send me away Don't send me away, don't send me away Don't send me away, don't send me away I've got no place to go, I've got no place to go I've got no place to go, he got no place to go I've got no place to go, I've got no place to go I've got no place to go, he got no place to go No no