BOB'S MUSIC PLAYER

HOUSE OF THE RISING SUN

By: the Animals/Frijid Pink

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 sewed my new blue jeans.
My father was a gambling man,
down in New Orleans.

Now the only thing a gambler needs,
is a suitcase and a trunk.
And the only time he's satisfied,
is when he's on a 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!

(music)

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

Well, 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!