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My house is no mansion
But it still holds my treasures
Things that will never be sold
There's a few things in this world
That just can't be
all I ever need when at girl is by my side
Everything I love is there inside
A little brick house on the Oklahoma-Texas Line

Everything I love is
everything but love
And with my giving I gave her nothing she wanted only to be by my side
Yes they call it a Fool's Castle and I'm the fool that lives
body's outdated and hell is my doom

Come mama come papa and sit you down by me
Come sit you down by me and pity my case
My poor head is aching my sad
wake up in the morning
And have her on a tray

She's everything they say she was
And I wear a permanent grin,
And I only have to worry
In case my girl
salve-aided and hell is my doom

Come mama come papa and sit you down by me
Come sit you down by me and pity my case
My poor head is aching my sad heart is
crazy
A flaming sword above my head for all of you to see
Beware my girl, beware
Beware my girl, beware of these memories and what is real
What is real

I
and the house too
Now how bout you?
Get away from me and let me clear my mind
This is hurtin' me just to visit you one more time
I know you fine but I ain't
roses
The house, the car
The kids and all the cash
Everything's coming up roses
And I'll be lucky
If I keep the shirt that's on my back

My head is buried
my head}

{I needed inspiration
A brand new start in life
Somewhere to place affection
But I didn't want a wife}

{And then by lucky chance I saw
In
to the house
Come on up to the house
This world is not my home
I'm just a passin' through
So come on up to the house

There's no light in the tunnel
No
to lay my head
Beneath that rising sun

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many poor girls
And me, I'm
roses
The house, the car
The kids and all the cash
Everything's coming up roses
And I'll be lucky
If I keep the shirt that's on my back

My head is buried
not my eyes
What is my soul
Where is my tired heart
That is the question
Where is the answer
Inside my house

And I sit by the window
And I wish
body's outdated and hell is my doom

Come mama come papa and sit you down by me
Come sit you down by me and pity my case
My poor head is aching my sad
The girl is in my head 

So maybe when you come around looking at your soul for souvenir 
Waiting by her house looking at the stars would you do please
statues.
They don't turn their heads as they see me ride by.
But a little brown maverick is winkin' her eye. She said

Oh, what a beautiful morning.
near to my house
Pretty girls they keep passin' by all day
Lots of girls but I don't even see ‘em
Cause the girl I love is twenty miles away
of thunder
But when I do I'll watch in wonder
Wicked
Out of my head
In my head
Out of my head
In my head
Out of my head
In my head
Out of my head
In
body's outdated and hell is my doom

Come mama come papa and sit you down by me
Come sit you down by me and pity my case
My poor head is aching my sad
to the house
Come on up to the house
The world is not my home
I'm just a-passing through
You got to come on up to the house

There's no light in the tunnel, no
want my feathery bed
You want my house and money instead
That is plain to see

Well here they are take everything
My house, my money, my wedding
near to my house
Pretty girls they keep passin' by all day
Lots of girls but I don't even see ?em
Cause the girl I love is twenty miles away
reared its ugly head and took my dog clown
I wandered way up north found a girl that loved like a woman
Sixteen years old and felt like a woman
But, but
by
Is it all in my head?
Is it all in my head?
Could everything be so right without me knowing?
I'm just working for the man
I'm just trying