House Of The Rising Sun(Live)-Hannah Huston
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And god I know I'm one
My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new bluejeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans
Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk
Oh mother oh mother
oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In my house of the Rising Sun
Well I got one foot on the platform
And the other foot on the train
And I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain
Well there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And god I know I'm one