Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song House of the Rising Sun, artist - Woodie Guthrie. Album song Emblematic Figure of the Hobos, in the genre Date of issue: 02.08.2020
Record label: ISIS
Song language: English
House of the Rising Sun |
| There is a house down in New Orleans they call the rising sun |
| And it’s been the ruin of many a poor girl and me, oh God, I’m one. |
| My mother was a tailor, she sowed these new blue jeans |
| My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord, down in New Orleans. |
| Now the only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and a trunk |
| And the only time when he’s satisfied is when he’s on a drunk. |
| He fills his glasses up to the brim and he’ll pass the cards around |
| And the only pleasure he gets out of life is rambling from town to town |
| Oh tell my baby sister not to do what I have done |
| But shun that house in New Orleans they call the rising sun. |
| Well with one foot on the platform and the other foot on the train |
| I’m going back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain. |
| I’m going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run |
| I’m going back to end my life down in the rising sun. |
| There is a house in New Orleans they call the rising sun |
| And it’s been the ruin of many a poor girl and me, oh God, I’m one. |