There is a house in New Orleans They call the rising sun And its been the ruin of many a poor boy And me oh god im one
Im going to tell my baby sister Please dont do like i have done Please shun that house in New Orleans They call the Rising sun
If I had Listened to what my Mama said I would not be here today You'd have been so young and foolish wild I let her ramble Orleans this way
Im going back to New Orleans My race is almost won Im going back to spend the rest of my life Benieth the rising sunTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
