钟镇涛The HoUse Of The Rising SUn - 钟镇涛
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 sew mY new blUe jeans
And mY father was a gamblIng man
Down In New Orleans
And the Only thIng a gambler needs
Is a sUItcase and a trUnk
And the Only tIme that he's satIsfIed
Is when he's on a drUnk
Oh, mother tell YoUr chIldren
Not to do what I have done
Spend YoUr lIfe sIncere In mIserY
In the hoUse of the Rising SUn
I got one foot on the platform
And the other on the traIn
I'm goIng back to New Orleans
To wear the ball and chaIn
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