Текст песни Sinead Oconnor - The House Of The Rising Sun
Sinead Oconnor - The House Of The Rising Sun слова песни
There is a house in New Orleans,they call it Rising Sun.And it`s been the ruin of many a poor boy,and God, I know I`m one.My mother was a tailoressewed my new blue jeansmy 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 down and drunk.Oh mother tell your childrennot to do what I have donespend your lives in sin and miseryin the House of the Rising sun.Well I`ve got one foot on the platformthe other foot on the train.I`m going back to New Orleansto wear that ball and chain.There is a house in New Orleans,they call it Rising Sun.And it`s been the ruin of many a poor boy,and God, I know I`m one.