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
Well, 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 on a drunk
Oh mother oh, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your life in sin and misery
In the house of the rising sun
Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
Oh, and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, I know
Well, I know I'm one
Haley Reinhart - House of the Rising Sun Lyrics
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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
Well, 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 on a drunk
Oh mother oh, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your life in sin and misery
In the house of the rising sun
Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
Oh, and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, I know
Well, I know I'm one
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
Well, 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 on a drunk
Oh mother oh, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your life in sin and misery
In the house of the rising sun
Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
Oh, and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, I know
Well, I know I'm one
Writer: Alan Price
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Anthem Entertainment, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.