House of the Rising Sun (Re-Recorded)

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

My mother, she was a tailor
She sewed these new blue jeans
And my father was a gamblin' man
Way down in New Orleans

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

Oh mother, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Don't spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun

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

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

Dear God, I know I was the one



Credits
Writer(s): Alan Price, Leo Leandros, Arno Flor
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