There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy and Lord I know I'm one
My mother was a tailor boys she sowed my old blue jeans My daddy was a gambling man way down in New Orleans
I got one foot on the platform boys the other on that train I'm going down to New Orleans to pull that ball and chain There is a house In the house of the Rising SunTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
