Текст песни ас-дс - хауз оф зэ ризинг

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 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 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

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

In New Orleans, there is a place
Called House of the Rising Sun
There ended the life of many children
from poor neighborhoods
And God knows , I know that I - one of them.

My mother was a seamstress
It was she who made ​​me a new pair of blue jeans ,
And my father was a player
In New Orleans

Look, all you need a player in my life -
Suitcase and truck ,
And it is satisfied only if
When pieces drunk

Mama , tell your children
Do not repeat my mistakes ,
Do not live it in the vice and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun

I stand with one foot on the platform,
A second on the steps of the car,
I'm going back to New Orleans
Again to put on these fetters

You know, in New Orleans is a place
Called House of the Rising Sun
There ended the life of many children
from poor neighborhoods
And God knows , I know that I - one of them