The Animals House of the Rising Sun

The 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 Sewed my new blue jeans My father was gambling man Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time he ll be satisfied Is when he s all adrunk 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