The House of the Rising Sun lyrics by Claude King

Lyrics options

Rate it :

0 votes
Views : 49

Add to favourites

Listen this artist songs

No results were found.

Search for The House of the Rising Sun in on FilesTube

Watch this artist video

No results were found.

Search for The House of the Rising Sun on FilesTube Video

Other lyrics by this artist

See all

Similar lyrics

Text for international users

The House of the Rising Sun by Claude Kingالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

The House of the Rising Sun by Claude King

There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many poor boys and Lord I know I'm one

My mother she was a taylor she sowed my new blue jeans
My father he was a gambler way down in New Orleans
The only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he'll be satisfied is when he's all a drunk
There is a house in New Orleans

Poor mother go tell all your children not to do what I have done
Spend your life in sin and misery in a house of the Rising Sun
Well I got one foot on the black farm the other foot on a train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans wear that ball and chain
There is a house in New Orleans
Yes Lord I know I'm on

Writer : LEANDROS, LEO / FLOR, ARNO / PRICE, ALAN
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, EMI Music Publishing