Unknown Artist
HOUSE OF THE RISING SUN
[Verse 1]
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, I feel I'm one

[Verse 2]
My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gamblin' man, mmm
Way down in New Orleans

[Verse 3]
Now the only thing that a gambling man needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
The only time that he is satisfied
Is when he's all drunk

[Verse 4]
Oh, Mother, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Yeah, to spend your life in sin and misery
In House of the Rising Sun

[Verse 5]
Well, I got one foot on the platform, yeah
And onе foot inside the train
I'm going back to New Orlеans
To wear the ball and chain
[Verse 1]
There is a house in New Or, in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, I feel I'm one
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, I feel I'm one