House of the Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans They call the Risin' Sun k! bl jfe?! bcbbdb And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I Know I'm a-one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gambler man, Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk He fills his glasses up to the brim And he'll pass the cards around And the only pleasure he gets out of life Is ramblin' from town to town Oh mother tell your children Not to do what I have done Spend their lives in sin and misery In the House of Risin' Sun k! bl jfe?! bcbbdb Well, it's one foot on the platform And the other foot on the train I'm goin' back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain I'm a-goin' back to New Orleans My race is almost run I'm goin' back to end my life Down in the Risin' Sun k! bl jfe?! bcbbdb There is a house in New Orleans They call the Risin' Sun k! bl jfe?! bcbbdb It's been the ruin of many poor girl And God, I know I'm a-one