Текст песни House of the Rising Sun - Adolescents
[Originally
by
Animals]
There
is
a
house
down
in
New
Orleans
They
call
the
Rising
Sun,
It's
been
the
ruin
of
many
a
poor
girl,
And
me,
oh
god
I'm
one.
My
mother
was
a
tailor.
She
sewed
those
new
blue
jeans.
My
lover
was
a
gambling
one.
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
He
fills
his
glasses
up
to
the
brim,
And
push
those
cards
around.
The
only
pleasure
he
gets
out
of
life
Is
rambling
from
town
to
town.
Now
tell
my
baby
sister,
Not
to
do
what
I
have
done.
But
shun
that
house
in
New
Orleans,
They
call
the
Rising
Sun.
Got
one
foot
on
the
platform
The
other
foot
on
that
train
I'm
going
back
to
New
Orleans
To
wear
that
ball
and
chain
I'm
going
back
to
New
Orleans
The
aged-old
soul
have
run
I'm
going
back
to
end
my
life,
Down
in
the
Rising
Sun.
There
is
a
house
in
New
Orleans
They
call
the
Rising
Sun,
It's
been
the
ruin
of
many
a
poor
girl,
And
me,
oh
god
I'm
one.
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