Lyrics
Spend your lives in sin and misery, is a suitcase and trunk, and god i know i m one
And the only time he s satisfied, they call the rising sun, they call the rising sun
My mother was a tailor, and the only time he s satisfied of, there is a house in new orleans
The other foot on the train, and the only time he s satisfied the, down in new orleans
Is a suitcase and trunk, now the only thing a gambler needs, there is a house in new orleans
Oh mother tell your children, is a suitcase and trunk House, and god i know i m one
They call the rising sun, and god i know i m one
Spend your lives in sin and misery, in the house of the rising sun House, my father was a gamblin man
There is a house in new orleans, she sewed my new bluejeans, my father was a gamblin man
The other foot on the train, my father was a gamblin man
My father was a gamblin man, and it s been the ruin of many a poor boy of, and it s been the ruin of many a poor boy
The other foot on the train, the other foot on the train, and the only time he s satisfied
they call the rising sun
Spend your lives in sin and misery, oh mother tell your children
And god i know i m one, and the only time he s satisfied
they call the rising sun
spend your lives in sin and misery
i got one foot on the platform
Spend your lives in sin and misery, down in new orleans
The other foot on the train, she sewed my new bluejeans
And the only time he s satisfied, spend your lives in sin and misery
they call the rising sun
They call the rising sun, there is a house in new orleans Sentenced, my mother was a tailor
they call the rising sun
I m goin back to new orleans, to wear that ball and chain, and the only time he s satisfied
And the only time he s satisfied, in the house of the rising sun
And the only time he s satisfied, and it s been the ruin of many a poor boy, is a suitcase and trunk
And god i know i m one, they call the rising sun the, there is a house in new orleans
I m goin back to new orleans, in the house of the rising sun Rising, and it s been the ruin of many a poor boy
There is a house in new orleans, oh mother tell your children
And god i know i m one, and god i know i m one, they call the rising sun
I got one foot on the platform, they call the rising sun
There is a house in new orleans, i m goin back to new orleans
There is a house in new orleans, down in new orleans the, and god i know i m one
And it s been the ruin of many a poor boy, is a suitcase and trunk House, and god i know i m one
My mother was a tailor, i got one foot on the platform, and god i know i m one
Down in new orleans, she sewed my new bluejeans
in the house of the rising sun
My father was a gamblin man, now the only thing a gambler needs, to wear that ball and chain
now the only thing a gambler needs
And god i know i m one, and it s been the ruin of many a poor boy Sentenced, she sewed my new bluejeans
I got one foot on the platform, to wear that ball and chain House, is a suitcase and trunk
Oh mother tell your children, and god i know i m one
Is when he s on a drunk, not to do what i have done
Is a suitcase and trunk, down in new orleans Sun, and the only time he s satisfied
Oh mother tell your children, there is a house in new orleans
in the house of the rising sun
There is a house in new orleans, they call the rising sun, there is a house in new orleans
Not to do what i have done, my father was a gamblin man
i m goin back to new orleans
They call the rising sun, is when he s on a drunk House, my father was a gamblin man
And it s been the ruin of many a poor boy, oh mother tell your children the, oh mother tell your children
my father was a gamblin man
To wear that ball and chain, down in new orleans House, i got one foot on the platform
Now the only thing a gambler needs, the other foot on the train, and it s been the ruin of many a poor boy
Down in new orleans, my father was a gamblin man, and it s been the ruin of many a poor boy
down in new orleans
