Текст песни House of the Rising Sun - The Trashmen

There is a house in new orleans
They called the rising sun
And its be a ruin of many poor boys
By god i know i′m one
Yes my mother she was the taylor
Ahe sawed my new blue jeans
And my father he was a gamblin man
Yes he was
Way down in New Orleans
And the only thing that gambler needs
Is a suitcase and the trunk
And the only thing that will keep him satisfied is when his on the drank
Oh mother please tell your children
Not to do what i have done
Just spend your lives in sin and misery
In the house of rising sun
I got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I'm going back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain