House of the Rising Sun

by The Ghost of Johnny Cash

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Lyrics

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It′s been the ruin of many a poor boyAnd God, I know I'm one

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gamblin′ man
Way down in New Orleans

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

Oh, mothers, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the house of the Rising Sun

I've got one foot on the platform
And the other foot on the train
I′m goin′ right back, on down 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

My God, I know I'm one