Paroles de 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 poor boy And God, I know I'm one Oh, Mother, tell your children Not to do what I have done Oh yeah, spend your lifes in sin and misery In the house of the Rising Sun Well, there is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many poor boy And God I know I'm one