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House of 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
She sewed my new bluejeans
My father was a gamblin’ man
Down in New Orleans
Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he’s satisfied
s 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 got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I’m goin’ 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
Kuća izlazećeg sunca
Ima jedna kuća u Nju Orleansu
Zovu je Izlazeće sunce
A bila je pogubna mnogim sirotim dečacima
Ja sam, bože, jedan od njih
Majka mi je bila krojač
Sašila mi je nove farmerice
Otac mi je bio kockar
Dole, u Nju Orleansu
Sve što kockaru treba su
Jedan kofer i sanduk
I zadovoljan je samo
Kada je pijan
O, majko, reci svojoj deci
Da ne čine ono što sam ja učinio
Nemojte provesti život u grehu i bedi
U kući izlazećeg sunca
Jedna noga mi je na peronu
A druga mi je u vozu
Vraćam se u Nju Orleans
Da nosim bukagije oko nogu
Ima jedna kuća u Nju Orleansu
Zovu je Izlazak sunca
Bila je pogubna mnogim sirotim dečacima
Ja sam, bože, jedan od njih