Текст песни Wardance - House Of The Rising Sun
Wardance - House Of The Rising Sun слова песни
There is a house in New OrleansThey call the rising sunAnd it`s been the ruin for many poor boysAnd me, oh God, I`m oneThe only thing a gambler needsIs a suitcase and a trunkAnd the only time he`s satisfiedIs when he`s all a drunkMy mother was a tailorShe sewed my new blue jeansMy father was a gambling manDown in New OrleansOne foot on the platformThe other on the trainI`m going back to New OrleansTo wear that ball and chainThere is a house in New OrleansThey call the rising sunAnd it`s been the ruin for many poor boysAnd me, oh God, I`m oneI`m going back to New OrleansMy race is almost runI`m going back to end my lifeIn the house of the rising sun