Текст песни The Animals - The 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 a poor boy

And God I know I'm one

My mother was a tailor
I sewed my new blue jeans
My father was gamblin 'man
Down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he'll be satisfied
Is when he's all 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
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 a poor boy

And God I know I'm one

There in New Orleans one house,
Known as the sun rises.
It is unfortunate many guys ruined.
I know I did this!

The dressmaker was my poor mother -
In memory of jeans that's on me,
Gambler - that's what my father
He disappeared on New Orleans day.

And what is necessary in the life of that player? -
Only the case, but the glass in his hand.
I was he happy with life at the time only that,
When I was dead drunk.

Oh, mother, children, do not let me
Path that leads to the bottom of it.
That greed and sin they did not fate
In the House, where the sun rises.

And I was stepping off the platform into the train,
That goes back to Orleans.
Where in chains for a long time I walk doomed
TASK iron ball.

There in New Orleans one house,
Known as the sun rises.
It is unfortunate many guys ruined.
I know I did this ...