Revelacion - House Of The Rising Sun☼ | Текст песни

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• 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 a poor boy
And God I know I'm one.

My mother is a tailor,
She sews those new blue jeans
My father was gambling 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 all a-drunk.

Go tell my baby sister,
Not to do what I have done,
Shun that house in New Orleans
They call the "Rising Sun".

Going back... Going back...
Going back... to New Orleans...

Going back...
Going back... to New Orleans..

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.


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