Shawn Mullins - House Of The Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans 

They call the Rising Sun 

It's been the ruin of many a poor girl 

Me, oh God, I'm one 



My mother was a tailor 

She sewed these new bluejeans 

My sweetheart was a gambler

Way down in New Orleans 



Now the only thing a gambler needs 

Is a suitcase and trunk 

And the only time he's satisfied 

Is when he's on a drunk 



He’d fill his glasses up to the brim

And he’d pass the cards around

And the only pleasure he gets out of life

Is rambling from town to town



Go and tell my baby sister

Not to do what I have done

Go and shun that house

Down in New Orleans

They call the Rising Sun



Well, I got one foot on the platform 

The other foot on the train 

I'm goin' back to New Orleans 

To wear that ball and chain 



(guitar solo)



I’m going back to New Orleans

My race is almost run

I’m going back to spend my life

Beneath the Rising Sun



There is a house down in New Orleans 

They call the Rising Sun 

And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl 

Me, oh God, I’m one


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