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Some information about House Of The Rising Sun Lyrics Title: The Doors - House Of The Rising Sun lyrics Artist: The Doors Album: House Of The Rising Sun Visitors: 10 visitors have visited House Of The Rising Sun Lyrics since Feb 12, 2007. There is a house in New Orleans They call the Risin Sun And it s been the ruin of many a poor boy. In GodI know I m one. My mother was a tailor. She sewed my new blue jeans. My father was a gamblin man Down in New Orleans. Nowthe only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trump And the only time that he s satisfied Is when he s all a-drunk. OhMothertell your children Not to do what I have done. Spend your lives in sin and misery In the house of the risin sun. WellI ve got one foot on the platform. The other foot on the train. I m goin back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain. Wellthere is a house in New Orleans They call the Risin Sun And it s been the ruin of many a poor boy. In GodI know I m one. Hottest songs from The Doors : Fans who visit this lyrics also like: |
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