Текст песни Evereve - House Of The Rising Sun
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There is a house in New OrleansThey call the Rising Sun,And it`s been the ruin for many a poor boy,And God, I know I`m one.My mother was a tailor,Sewed my new blue jeans.My father was a gamblin` manDown in New Orleans.Now, the only thing a gambler needsIs a suitcase and a trunk,And the only time he`ll be satisfiedIs when he`s all adrunk.Oh, Mother, tell your childrenNot to do what I have done,Spend your lives in sin and miseryIn 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 OrleansTo wear that ball and chain.Well, there is a house in New OrleansThey call the Rising Sun,And it`s been the ruin for many a poor boy,And God, I know I`m one.