"House Of The Rising Sun" textů

There is a house in sin city
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 gambling man
Down in sin city

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suit case and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

I got one foot on the platform
The others on the train
I'm going back to sin city
To wear that ball and chain

(Solo)

Well mother tell your children
"Never do what i have done"
Spend your life in sin and misery
In the house of the rising sun
In the house of the rising sun
Well there's a house in sin city
They call the rising sun
And it's been the ruin of many poor boy
God knows that I
I'm one