Izara Thien Nga

House of the Rising Sun lyrics

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House of the Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
Well it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one
 
My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new bluejeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans
 
Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a trump
 
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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 got one foot on the platform
And the other foot on the train
And I'm goin' 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 a ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one
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Dr_Igor Dr_Igor
submitted on 27 Jan 2024 - 06:26
Submitter's comments:

The singing starts at around 1'03"