There Is A House In New Orleans

Princess On The Steeple And All The Pretty People, They're Drinking, Thinking That They Got It Made. Exchanging All Kinds Of Precious Gifts And Things, But You'd Better Lift Your Diamond Ring, You'd Better Pawn It, Babe.

He Swift Don't Win The Race. It Goes To The Worthy, Who Can Divide The Word Of Truth.

I Heard The Tongues Of Angels And The Tongues Of Men And It All Sounded No Different To Me.

Every Pleasure's Got An Edge Of Pain, Pay Your Ticket And Don't Complain

I Was Never A Topical Songwriter.