HOUSE OF THE RISING SUN
(Album "The Animals")
(Trad. arr. Burdon / Chandler / Price / Steele / Valentine)

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the 'Rising Sun'
And it's been the ruin
of many a young poor boy
And, God, I know I'm one.

My mother was a tailor
Sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans.

Now the only thing he ever needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk.

Oh, Mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun.

With one foot on the platform
And the other foot on the train
I know he's back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain.

Well there is a house in New Orleans
They call the 'Rising Sun'
And its been the ruin
of many a young poor boy
And God, I know I'm one,
And God, I know I'm one.