Sandi Thom
Sandi Thom - House Of The Rising Sun lyrics
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There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl And God only knows I'm one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gambling man Way down in New Orleans Now the only thing that a gambler needs 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 In the House of the Rising Sun I got one foot on the platform The other foot on the train I'm going back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain 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 girl And God only knows I'm one