Ira! - 7

House Of The Rising Sun

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

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

Oh, mother, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in a rock and roll band
In the 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 young poor boys
And God, I know I'm one
And God, I know I'm one
And God, I know I'm one



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Writer(s): John Sterling
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