Traditional

• The house of the rising sun

  • Traditional
  • Slow Rock
  • Nhạc Quốc tế

  Intro:. There is a house in New Or- leans. 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 gamblin' man. Down in New Or- leans. Now the only thing a gambler needs. Is a suitcase and a trunk. And the only time he's satis- fied. Is when he's on a drunk. Oh mother...