Revelacion - The 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 a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

My mother is a tailor
She sew my new bluejeans
My father is a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans

(Yeah he, In New Orleans !)

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

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

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