Текст песни Bob Dylan - House of The Rising Sun, слова песни Bob Dylan

Текст песни Bob Dylan - House of The Rising Sun

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(first releasetraditional, arranged by bob dylan)There is a house down in new orleansThey call the risin sunAnd its been the ruin of many a poor girlAnd me, oh god, Im a-oneMy mother was a tailorShe sewed these new blue jeansMy sweetheart was a gambler, lordDown in new orleansNow the only thing a gambler needsIs a suitcase and a trunkAnd the only time hes satisfiedIs when hes on a drunkHe fills his glasses up to the brimAnd hell pass the cards aroundAnd the only pleasure he gets out of lifeIs ramblin from town to townOh tell my baby sisterNot to do what I have doneBut shun that house in new orleansThey call the risin sunWell, its one foot on the platformAnd the other foot on the trainIm goin back to new orleansTo wear that ball and chainIm a-goin back to new orleansMy race is almost runIm goin back to end my lifeDown in the risin sunThere is a house in new orleansThey call the risin sunIts been the ruin of many poor girlAnd me, oh god, Im a-one

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House of The Rising Sun

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