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There is a house in Charming Town They call the Rising Son And its been the ruin of many a poor girl And me, Oh God, Im one If I listened to my mama Lord Id be home today But I was young and foolish A handsome rider led me astray Go tell my baby sister never do what Ive done To shun the house in Charming Town They call the Rising Son My Mother, shes a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My sweetheart hes a rambler Lord he rides an old machine.
Now the only thing a rambler needs is a suitcase and a gun the only time hes satisfied is when hes on the run He fills his chamber up with lead and takes his pain to town only pleasure he gets out of life is bringing another man down Hes got one hand on the throttle the other on the brake hes riding back to Redwood To own his fathers stake And me I wait in Charming Town The game my love has won Im staying here to end my life Down in the Rising Son.
Lyrics Ray Charles Hit The Road Jack
— Hit the road Jack and dont you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.
Hit the road Jack and dont you come back no more.
What you say?
Hit the road Jack and dont you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.
Hit the road Jack and dont you come back no more.
Woah Woman, oh woman, dont treat me so mean,
Youre the meanest old woman that Ive ever seen.
I guess if you said so
Id have to pack my things and go. Thats right
Hit the road Jack and dont you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.
Hit the road Jack and dont you come back no more.
What you say?
Hit the road Jack and dont you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.
Hit the road Jack and dont you come back no more.
Now baby, listen baby, dont ya treat me this-a way
Cause Ill be back on my feet some day.
Dont care if you do cause its understood
you aint got no money you just aint no good
Well, I guess if you say so
Id have to pack my things and go. Thats right
Hit the road Jack and dont you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.
Hit the road Jack and dont you come back no more.
What you say?
Hit the road Jack and dont you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.
Hit the road Jack and dont you come back no more.
Well
dont you come back no more.
Uh, what you say?
dont you come back no more.
I didnt understand you
dont you come back no more.
You cant mean that
dont you come back no more.
Oh, now baby, please
dont you come back no more.
What you tryin to do to me?
dont you come back no more.
Oh, dont treat me like that
dont you come back no more.
— Hit the road Jack
Recorded by singer-songwriter-pianist Ray Charles with the Raelettes vocalist Margie Hendricks.
Ray Charles Robinson (September 23, 1930 — June 10, 2004) was an American singer-songwriter and composer.