House Of The Rising Sun Lyrics

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl,
And me, oh Lord is one If I had listened to what my
mother said
I'd have been at home today,
But I was young and foolish, Oh God
Let a gambler lead me astray

My mother is a taylor
She sews those new blue jeans
My sweetheart is a drunkard, Lord
Down in New Orleans

The only thing a drunkard needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
The only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

He'll fill his glasses to the brim
He passes them around
And the only pleasure he gets out of life
Is bumming from town to town Go tell my baby sister,
Never do what I have done
To shun that house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun

It's one foot on the platform
And the other one on the train
I'm going back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain I'm goin' back to New
My race is almost run
I'm goin' back to spend my life
Beneath that Rising Sun

Correct these lyrics

Watch Brothers Four House Of The Rising Sun video
Hottest Lyrics with Videos

check amazon for House Of The Rising Sun mp3 download
these lyrics are submitted by kaan

Songwriter(s): Mike Auldridge, Leo Leandros, Lee Hays, Woody Guthrie, Mike, Eric Burdon, Joan Baez, Peter Seeger, Dolly Parton, Jerome J. Garcia, Howard Dietz, Andrew Oldham, roy C. Bennett, Josh White, Alan Price, Scarlett Wrench, Tracy Chapman, Claus Ogerman, Fred Hellerman, Jack Grunsky, Sid Tepper, Libby Reyno

Official lyrics by

Rate House Of The Rising Sun by Brothers Four (current rating: N/A)
Meaning to "House Of The Rising Sun" song lyrics no entries yet
capthca required

Characters count
: min. 50 characters