Animals - House of the Rising Sun

My mother was a tailor

My father was a gamblin' man

Oh, mother, tell your children

There is a house in New Orleans

She sewed my new blue jeans

They call the Rising Sun

And it's been the ruin of many poor boys

Well, there is a house in New Orleans

I'm goin' back to New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs

The other foot on the train

Down in New Orleans

Well, I got one foot on the platform

Spend your lives in sin and misery

To wear that ball and chain

They call the Rising Sun

And it's been the ruin of many a poor boys

Is a suitcase and trunk

And the only time he's satisfied

And God, I know I'm one

In the house of the rising sun

Not to do what I have done

-instrumental-

And God, I know I'm one

Is when he's on a drunk