Helen Merrill - The House of the Rising Sun Lyrics
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The House of the Rising Sun
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What Are The Lyrics For The House of the Rising Sun By Helen Merrill?
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun, And it's been the ruin for many a poor boy, And God, I know I'm one. My mother was a tailor, Sewed my new blue jeans. My father was a gambling' man Down in New Orleans. Now, the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk, And the only time he'll be 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 Rising 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 for many a poor boy, And God, I know I'm one. |
Who Wrote The House of the Rising Sun By Helen Merrill?
Alan Price
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