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
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 a trunk
and the only time he's satisfied
is when he's drunk
Oh mother, tell your children
not to do what I have done
spend your lives in sin and misery
in the House of the Rising Sun
Well, I got one foot on the platform
the other foot on the train
I'm going back to New Orleans
to wear that ball and chain
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
- "The House of the Rising Sun" The Animals, 1964
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