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Текст песни Doors, The - House of the Rising Sun

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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
Sewed my new blue jeans
My father was 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 all 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

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

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

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House of the Rising Sun

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