320 ~ The House of the Rising Sun - The Animals

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 jean
My father was a gambling 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 got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I am 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