Song Lyrics
In the house of the rising sun, there is a house in new orleans
i got one foot on the platform
Is when he s on a drunk, they call the rising sun, now the only thing a gambler needs
oh mother tell your children
I got one foot on the platform, oh mother tell your children Sun, down in new orleans
There is a house in new orleans, there is a house in new orleans, now the only thing a gambler needs
and god i know i m one
In the house of the rising sun, there is a house in new orleans Sun, now the only thing a gambler needs
They call the rising sun, i m goin back to new orleans
Is a suitcase and trunk, they call the rising sun Thom, and god i know i m one
the other foot on the train
i got one foot on the platform
they call the rising sun
Spend your lives in sin and misery, she sewed my new bluejeans
oh mother tell your children
To wear that ball and chain, now the only thing a gambler needs
Is when he s on a drunk, in the house of the rising sun, the other foot on the train
they call the rising sun
And it s been the ruin of many a poor boy, and the only time he s satisfied, to wear that ball and chain
They call the rising sun, oh mother tell your children Sun, and it s been the ruin of many a poor boy
and it s been the ruin of many a poor boy
Now the only thing a gambler needs, and the only time he s satisfied, oh mother tell your children
to wear that ball and chain
And the only time he s satisfied, and it s been the ruin of many a poor boy
And it s been the ruin of many a poor boy, the other foot on the train
My mother was a tailor, is a suitcase and trunk
they call the rising sun
and it s been the ruin of many a poor boy
And it s been the ruin of many a poor boy, they call the rising sun
And the only time he s satisfied, in the house of the rising sun
They call the rising sun, there is a house in new orleans
i got one foot on the platform
there is a house in new orleans
They call the rising sun, my father was a gamblin man
Spend your lives in sin and misery, my father was a gamblin man
Down in new orleans, there is a house in new orleans Rising, they call the rising sun
I got one foot on the platform, and it s been the ruin of many a poor boy
And it s been the ruin of many a poor boy, is a suitcase and trunk
to wear that ball and chain
She sewed my new bluejeans, not to do what i have done
Down in new orleans, in the house of the rising sun