House Of The Risng Sun
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โฑ๏ธ 4:41 duration
๐ ID: 17335045
๐ Lyrics
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
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 on 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 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
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 on 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 there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun