Lirik Lagu House Of The Rising Sun - Bob Dylan
X
TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
There is a house down in New OrleansThey call the rising sunAnd it's been the ruin of many poor girlAnd me, oh God, I'm one.
My mother was a tailorShe sowed these new blue jeansMy sweetheart was a gambler, LordDown in New Orleans.
Now the only thing a gambler needsIs a suitcase and a trunkAnd the only time he's satisfiedIs when he's on a drunk.
He fills his glasses up to the brimAnd he'll pass the cards aroundAnd the only pleasure he gets out of lifeIs rambling from town to town.
Oh tell my baby sisterNot to do what I have doneBut shun that house in New OrleansThey call the rising sun.
Well it's one foot on the platformAnd the other foot on the trainI'm going back to New OrleansTo wear that ball and chain.
I'm going back to New OrleansMy race is almost runI'm going back to end my lifeDown in the rising sun.
There is a house in New OrleansThey call the rising sunIt's been the ruin of many poor girlAnd me, oh God, I'm one.
My mother was a tailorShe sowed these new blue jeansMy sweetheart was a gambler, LordDown in New Orleans.
Now the only thing a gambler needsIs a suitcase and a trunkAnd the only time he's satisfiedIs when he's on a drunk.
He fills his glasses up to the brimAnd he'll pass the cards aroundAnd the only pleasure he gets out of lifeIs rambling from town to town.
Oh tell my baby sisterNot to do what I have doneBut shun that house in New OrleansThey call the rising sun.
Well it's one foot on the platformAnd the other foot on the trainI'm going back to New OrleansTo wear that ball and chain.
I'm going back to New OrleansMy race is almost runI'm going back to end my lifeDown in the rising sun.
There is a house in New OrleansThey call the rising sunIt's been the ruin of many poor girlAnd me, oh God, I'm one.
