There is a house in Sin City
|
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 jeans
|
My father was a gamblin' man
|
Down in Sin City
|
|
Now the only thing a gambler needs
|
Is a suitcase and a trunk
|
And the only time he's satisfied
|
Is when he's on a drunk
|
|
Well, I've got one foot on the platform
|
The other's on the train
|
I'm goin' back to Sin City
|
To wear that ball and chain
|
|
Well, mother, tell your children
|
Never do what I have done
|
Spend your lives in sin and misery
|
In the house of the rising sun
|
|
In the house of the rising sun
|
|
Well, there is a house in Sin City
|
They call the Rising Sun
|
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
|
And God, knows I, I'm one
|
|
-----------------
|
The House Of The Rising Sun
|
| Five Finger Death Punch |
