There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And its been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know Im one My mother was a tailor Sewed my new blue jeans My father was gamblin man Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time hell be satisfied Is when hes all a-drunk 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 Ive got one foot on the platform The other foot on the train Im 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 its been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know Im one youtube/watch?v=NU3KELkd-zY
Posted on: Thu, 12 Jun 2014 11:50:05 +0000
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