朝日のあたる家

There is a house in New orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it 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 a gambling man
And down in New orleans

Now the only thing he ever had
Was suitcase & a trunk
Now the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

Oh,mother tell your children
Not do what I have done
Spend your life,sin in Misery
And down in New orleans

One foot on the platform
The other foot in the train
I'm going back to New orleans
To wear the ball with chain

There is a house in New orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one
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