Nina Simone - House Of The Rising Sun Lyrics
TraditionalThere is a house in new orleansCall it the rising sunAnd its been the ruinOf many a poor girlAnd me, oh lord, Im oneIf Id listened what my mama saidBe at home todayBein so youngAnd foolish, my lordLet a gambler lead me astrayMy mother was a tailorSews new blue jeansMy sweethearts is a drunkarad, lordDrinks down in new orleansGo tell my baby sisterNever do what I have doneShun that house in new orleansThey call it the rising sunGoin back to new orleansRace is almost runGoin back to spend my lifeBeneath, beneath, beneath, oh lordBeneath, oh nowBeneath the rising, rising sunNow, nowYou come on bye