The House Of The Rising Sun — текст песни (Sinead Oconnor)

There is a house in New Orleans,
they call it Rising Sun.
And it`s been the ruin of many a poor boy,
and God, I know I`m one.

My mother was a tailores
sewed my new blue jeans
my father was a gamblin` man
down in New Orleans.

Now the only thing a gambler needs
is a suitcase and a trunk.
And the only time he`ll be satisfied
is when he`s down and drunk.

Oh mother tell your children
not to do what I have done
spend your lives in sin and misery
in the House of the Rising sun.

Well I`ve got one foot on the platform
the other foot on the train.
I`m going back to New Orleans
to wear that ball and chain.

There is a house in New Orleans,
they call it Rising Sun.
And it`s been the ruin of many a poor boy,
and God, I know I`m one.