Animals — House Of Rising Sun

There is a house
in New Orleans
they call the Rising Sun.
And it's been the ruin
of many a poor boy. Dear God,
I know I was one.
My mother
was a tailor.
She sewed my new blue jeans.
And my father
was a gamblin' man
way down
in New Orleans.
And the only
thing a gambler needs
is a suitcase
and a trunk.
And the only time
he's satisfied
is when
he's drunk.
Oh, mother, tell your children
not to do
what I have done.
To
spend your lives in sin and misery
in the house
of the Rising Sun.
I got one foot
on the platform
and another
on the train.
And I'm going 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. Dear God,
I know I was one.
Dear God,
I know I was one.