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Текст (слова) песни: Evereve - House Of The Rising Sun
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun,
And it`s been the ruin for many a 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 a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk,
And the only time he`ll be satisfied
Is when he`s all adrunk.
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.
Well, I`ve got one foot on the platform,
The other foot on the train.
I`m going 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 for many a poor boy,
And God, I know I`m one.
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