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