Tekst Utworu
There is a house down in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
Been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one
My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
And my father was a gamblin man
Down in New Orleans
Well mother, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your life in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun
With one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I'm going back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain
Well 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
There is a house
There is a house
There is a house
Writer(s): Leo Leandros, Alan Price, Arno Flor
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