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 I, I know I'm one

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

And the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase in the trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on drunk

Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lifes in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun

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



Credits
Writer(s): Richy Ebert Perez Michel
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