House of the Rising Sun (feat. Tom McDermott & Ysanne Spevack)

There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor gal And God, I know I'm one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk Oh mother, you go and tell your children Tell em' Not to do, not to do what I have done You can spend your lives in sin and misery In the House of the Rising Sun Well, I got one foot on the platform The other on the train I'm goin' back to New Orleans To wear To wear that ball and chain Ooo yeah Ooo yeah Well, there is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor young gal In the house of the rising sun Yeah yeaah yeah There is a house There is a house There is a house yeayh Down in New Orleans You can spend your life in pain and misery In the house of the rising sun Oooooh