House of the Rising Sun (The Voice Performance)

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 am one

My mother was a tailor

She sewed my new blue jeans

And my father was a gambling 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

Oh mother, oh mother, oh mother tell your children

Not to do what I have done

And spend your life in sad misery

In the House of the Rising Sun

I got one foot on the platform

And the other foot on the train

And I'm going back to New Orleans

To add the ball and chain

Well there is a house in New Orleans

That they call The Rising Sun

And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy

And God, I know I am one