Evereve - House Of The Rising Sun lyrics

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There is a house in New Orleans

They call the Rising Sun,

And it's been the ruin for many a poor boy,

And God, I know I'm one.

My mother was a tailor,

Sewed my new blue jeans.

My father was a gamblin' man

Down in New Orleans.

Now, the only thing a gambler needs

Is a suitcase and a trunk,

And the only time he'll be satisfied

Is when he's all adrunk.

Oh, Mother, tell your children

Not to do what I have done,

Spend your lives in sin and misery

In the house of the Rising Sun.

Well, I've got one foot on the platform,

The other foot on the train.

I'm going back to New Orleans

To wear that ball and chain.

Well, there is a house in New Orleans

They call the Rising Sun,

And it's been the ruin for many a poor boy,

And God, I know I'm one.