House Of The Rising Sun Lyrics - Singles - Wardance

There is a house in New Orleans 

They call the rising sun 

And it's been the ruin for many poor boys 

And me, oh God, I'm one 

The only thing a gambler needs 

Is a suitcase and a trunk 

And the only time he's satisfied 

Is when he's all a drunk 

My mother was a tailor 

She sewed my new blue jeans 

My father was a gambling man 

Down in New Orleans 

One foot on the platform 

The other 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 for many poor boys 

And me, oh God, I'm one 

I'm going back to New Orleans 

My race is almost run 

I'm going back to end my life 

In the house of the rising sun