House of the Rising Sun

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 know I'm one

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
And my father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans

Well the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's feelin' satisfied
Is when he's all a drunk

Now mothers won't you tell all your children
Not to do what I have done
Not to spend their lives in sin and misery
At the House of the Rising Sun

With one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I'm goin' on back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain

Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many many boy
And God I know I'm one



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Victor Burdon
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