: 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 She
m going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run I'm going back to end my life down in the rising sun. There is a house in New Orleans they call the rising sun
misery In the house of the rising sun. I'm going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run, I'm going back to spend my life beneath the rising sun
your children Not to do what I have done Spend your lives in sin and misery 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 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 She
and misery in the house of the rising sun. I`m going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run, I`m going back to spend my life beneath the rising sun
to spend my life In the house of the Risin' Sun. In the house of the Risin' Sun. In the house of the Risin' Sun. In the house of the Risin' Sun. The Risin' Sun
house of the Rising Sun. With one foot on the platform And the other foot on the train I'm going back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain There is a house
Originally performed by Animals There is a house in New Orleans, They call the "Rising Sun", It's been the ruin of many a poor boy, And God, I know,
Oh there is a house in New Orleans. They call the Rising Sun. It's been the ruin of many young poor girls And God I know I'm one. My mother, she was
He who breaks the law goes back to the house of pain (2x) I rock the ill shit, ya know I kill shit And then I build shit, get off my dills nit Cause
well done Just like a steak, gimme a break like Nel Carter There's tarter on your teeth, homeboy ya got beef Well then ya get broke, because my crew's no joke The House
is a house in New Orleans... [ dobro ] Poor mother go tell all your children not to do what I have done Spend your life in sin and misery in a house of the Rising Sun
There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many poor boy And God I know I'm one My mother was a tailor She sewed
There is a house in New Orleans. They call the Rising Sun. And it's been the ruin of many young poor boys And God I know I'm one. My mother was a tailor
children Not to do what I have done Spend your lives in sin and misery In the house of 'The Rising Sun' Well, there is a house in New Orleans They call, 'The Rising Sun
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 She
