Текст песни Nina Simone - House Of The Rising Sun
Nina Simone - House Of The Rising Sun слова песни
There is a house in New OrleansCall it the Rising SunAnd it`s been the ruinOf many a poor girlAnd me, oh Lord, I`m oneIf I`d listened what my mama saidBe at home todayBein` so youngAnd foolish, my LordLet a gambler lead me astrayMy mother was a tailorSews new blue jeansMy sweetheart`s is a drunkarad, LordDrinks down in New OrleansGo tell my baby sisterNever do what I have doneShun that house in New OrleansThey call it the Rising SunGoin` back to New OrleansRace is almost runGoin` back to spend my lifeBeneath, beneath, beneath, oh LordBeneath, oh nowBeneath the rising, rising sunNow, nowYou come on bye