House Of The Rising Sun Lyrics - Bachman - Turner Overdrive

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 

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 a trunk 

And the only time that he's satisfied 

Is when he's all drunk. 

Oh mother tell your children 

Not to do what I have done 

To spend their life in sin and misery 

In the house of the Rising Sun. 

With one foot on the platform 

And the other foot 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 

And it's been the ruin of many young poor boys 

And god I know I'm one.