House Of The Rising Sun Lyrics - Singles - Hannah Huston

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 blue jeans 

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 drunk 

[Organ Solo] 

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 

The other foot on the train 

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 the ruin of many a poor boy 

And God, I know I'm one