House Of The Rising Sun — текст песни (Wardance)

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
And it`s been the ruin for many poor boys
And me, oh God, I`m one

The only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he`s satisfied
Is when he`s all a drunk

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gambling man
Down in New Orleans

One foot on the platform
The other on the train
I`m going back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
And it`s been the ruin for many poor boys
And me, oh God, I`m one

I`m going back to New Orleans
My race is almost run
I`m going back to end my life
In the house of the rising sun