Haley Reinhart

House Of The Rising Sun

House Of The Rising Sun, 3m 22sec

House Of The Rising Sun
  • House Of The Rising Sun

Lyrics

Haley Reinhart

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 gamblin' man
Well, down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

Oh mother oh, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your life in sin and misery
In the house of the rising sun

Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
Oh, and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, I know
Well, I know I'm one

Written by BURDON, ERIC VICTOR / DP,
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, EMI Music Publishing

Lyrics Provided By LyricFind Inc.

Advertise With Us

Similar Artists

    For You

      Music, radio and podcasts, all free. Listen online or download the iHeart App.

      Connect

      © 2021 iHeartMedia, Inc.

      • Help
      • Privacy Policy
      • Terms of Use
      • AdChoicesAd Choices