House of the Rising Sun

House of the Rising Sun - Santa Esmeralda

There is a house in New Orleans

They call the Rising Sun

And it is been the ruin of many a poor boy

And God I know I'm one

My mother she was a tailor

And She sewed my new blue jeans

And my father he was a gambling man

Down in New Orleans

There is a house in New Orleans

They call the Rising Sun

And it is the ruin of many a poor boy

And God I know I'm one