The House of the Rising Sun Demis Roussos
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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 a trunk
And the only time he'll be satisfied
Is when he's on a drug
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, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And its been the ruin of many a-poor boys
And God, I know, I'm one
Well, I've got one foot on the platform
And the other foot on the train
And I'm going back to New Orleans
To wear my ball and chain
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 a trunk
And the only time he'll be satisfied
Is when he's on a drug
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, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And its been the ruin of many a-poor boys
And God, I know, I'm one
Well, I've got one foot on the platform
And the other foot on the train
And I'm going back to New Orleans
To wear my ball and chain
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