House Of The Rising Sun

House Of The Rising Sun lyrics

GenreFolk
Duration3:49
Original languageEnglish
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Original lyrics

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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 Sewed my new blue jeans Daddy was a gambling' man (Down, in new or ah) Way down in New Orleans The one and only thing a gambler ever has Is a suitcase and a trunk The one and only time a gambler's satisfied, is when When he's on a drunk (So now) Mothers tell your children, yeah Not to do what I've done Spend your life in fear and misery In the house of the rising Sun Well, I've got one foot on the platform, yeah The other's on the train I'm going' back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain (There is a house in New Orleans They call the rising Sun) They call the rising Sun (And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy) Many a poor boy (And God, I know I'm one) And God, I know I'm one (And God, I know I'm one) In the house of the rising Sun (In the house of the rising)