House of the Rising Sun-5(capo 1)

There Emis 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 Gwas a tailor,

she sewed my new blue jeans.

My father Gwas 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's satisfied

is when he's on a drunk.

I've got one foot Gon the platform,

the other's on the train.

I'm goin' back to New Orleans

to wear that ball and chain.

Well, mothers, Gtell your children

never do what I have done.

Spend your lives in sin and misery

in the house of the Rising Sun.

There Emis a house in New Orleans,

they call the „Rising Sun“.

And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy.

And God knows, that I, I'm one.