The Animals House of 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 boy And God I know I m one. My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans, My father was a gambling 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 ve got one foot on the platform Th