Текст (слова) песни: Claude King - House Of The Rising Sun
There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun And it`s been the ruin of many poor boys and Lord I know I`m one
My mother she was a taylor she sowed my new blue jeans My father he was a gambler way down in New Orleans The only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time he`ll be satisfied is when he`s all a drunk There is a house in New Orleans... [ dobro ] Poor mother go tell all your children not to do what I have done Spend your life in sin and misery in a house of the Rising Sun Well I got one foot on the black farm the other foot on a train I`m goin` back to New Orleans wear that ball and chain There is a house in New Orleans... Yes Lord I know I`m one
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