House Of The Rising Sun – Jerry GarciaBy There is a house in New OrleansThey call the Rising SunAnd it’s been the ruin of many a poor boyAnd God I know I’m oneMy mother was a tailorShe sewed my new blue jeansMy father was a gambling manDown in New OrleansThe only thing a gambler needsIs a suitcase and a trunkAnd the only time he’s satisfiedIs when he’s on a drunkOh mothers, tell your childrenDon’t do what I have doneAnd spend your life in sin and miseryIn the house of the Rising SunThere is a house in New OrleansThey call the Rising SunAnd it’s been the ruin of many a poor boyAnd me, oh Lord, I’m oneAnd me, oh Lord, I’m one www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20