House of the Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans
They call it 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
Way down in New Orleans

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

Now mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your life in sin and misery
In the house of the rising sun

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

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

And God, I know I'm one



Credits
Writer(s): Oliver Alvarez
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