House Of The Rising Sun – Adolescents (originally by Animals)By There is a house down in New OrleansThey call the Rising Sun,It’s been the ruin of many a poor girl,And me, oh god I’m one.My mother was a tailor.She sewed those new blue jeans.My lover was a gambling one.Down in New Orleans.Now the only thing a gambler needsIs a suitcase and trunkAnd the only time he’s satisfiedIs when he’s on a drunkHe fills his glasses up to the brim,And push those cards around.The only pleasure he gets out of lifeIs rambling from town to town.Now tell my baby sister,Not to do what I have done.But shun that house in New Orleans,They call the Rising Sun.Got one foot on the platformThe other foot on that trainI’m going back to New OrleansTo wear that ball and chainI’m going back to New OrleansThe aged-old soul have runI’m going back to end my life,Down in the Rising Sun.There is a house in New OrleansThey call the Rising Sun,It’s been the ruin of many a poor girl,And me, oh god I’m one. www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20