The House Of The Rising Sun lyrics

There is a house in Sin City

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 Sin City

Now the only thing a gambler needs

Is a suitcase and a trunk

And the only time he's satisfied

Is when he's on a drunk

Well, I've got one foot on the platform

The other's on the train

I'm goin' back to Sin City

To wear that ball and chain

Well, mother, tell your children

Never do what I have done

Spend your lives in sin and misery

In the house of the rising sun

In the house of the rising sun

Well, there is a house in Sin City

They call the Rising Sun

And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy

And God, knows I, I'm one