朝日のあたる家

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 a gamblin' man
 Down in New Orleans
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 Now the only thing he ever had
 Was a suitcase and a trunk
 And the only time he's satisfied
 Is when he's on a drunk
 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 foot on the platform
 And the other foot on the train
 I'm going back to New Orleans
 To wear that ball and chain
 Well, there is a house in New Orleans
 They call the Rising Sun
 And it's been the ruin of many young poor boy
 And God, I know I'm one