House of the Rising Sun

House of the Rising Sun - Countdown Mix Masters

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 blue jeans

My father he was a gambling man

We down in New Orleans

Well mother tell your children

Not to do what I have done

Don't spend your lives in sin and misery

In the house of the rising sun

Don't spend your lives

In the house of the rising sun

Don't spend your lives

In the house of the rising sun