Текст песни Eric Burdon - House Of The Rising Sun

Текст:

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, Sewed my new blue jeans, My father was a gambling man Down in New Orleans. 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. Oh mothers tell your children Not to do what I have done, Spend your life in sin and misery In the House of the Rising Sun. Well, I've got one foot on the platform, The other foot on the train And I'm going 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

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