house of the rising sun - tim hardin lyrics
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
oh mother tell my sister
don’t do what i have done
tell her to show me how down in new orleans
they call it the rising sun
they call it the rising sun
my daddy was a tailor
he sews on them new bluejeans
and my mama, she was a drunkard, lord
drinkin’ down in new orleans
drinkin’ down in new orleans
now the only thing a gambler needs
is a suitcase and trunk
and the only time he’s satisfied
is when he’s on a drunk
i’m going back to new orleans
my race is almost run
i don’t want to spend the rest of my live long days
beneath the rising sun
beneath the rising sun
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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