Sung By Sinead O'Connor
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 Sewed my new bluejeans
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 all 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 Risin' sun
Well, I've 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
Well, 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
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