Текст песни House of the Rising Sun - The Dead South
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
trunk
And
the
only
time
he's
satisfied
Is
when
he's
on
a
drunk
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,
I
got
one
foot
on
the
platform
The
other
on
the
train
I'm
goin'
back
to
New
Orleans
To
wear
that
ball
and
chain
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
And
God,
I
know
I'm
one
And
God,
I
know
I'm
one
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