House Of The Rising Sun

Artiste: The Animals

Lyrics: HOUSE OF THE RISING SUN

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun.
It's been the ruin of many a young poor boy,
And God I know I'm one.

My mother was a tailor ,
She sewed my new blue jeans,
My father was a gambling man,
Down in New Orleans.

Now the only things a gambler needs,
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he is satisfied,
Is when he's on a drunk

Oh 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

One foot is on the platform
And the other one on the train.
I'm going back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and my chain.

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun.
It's been the ruin of many a young poor boy,
And God I know I'm one.

Durée: 4min 30

Album: The Animals

Année: 1964

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