House of the Rising Sun---1960----Bob Dylan There is a house down in New Orleans they call the rising sun And its been the ruin of many a poor girl and me, oh God, Im one. My mother was a tailor, she sowed these new blue jeans My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord, down in New Orleans. Now the only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time when hes satisfied is when hes on a drunk. He fills his glasses up to the brim and hell pass the cards around And the only pleasure he gets out of life is rambling from town to town Oh tell my baby sister not to do what I have done But shun that house in New Orleans they call the rising sun. Well with one foot on the platform and the other foot on the train Im going back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain. Im going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run Im going back to end my life down in the rising sun. There is a house in New Orleans they call the rising sun And its been the ruin of many a poor girl and me, oh God, I know ,Im one.
Posted on: Sat, 27 Sep 2014 16:50:40 +0000
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