| Song | House Of The Rising Son |
| Artist | Odetta |
| Album | Best Of The Vanguard Years |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Unknown | |
| 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. | |
| Oh mother, tell your children, | |
| Not to do what I have done | |
| Don't 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 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 | |
| And God, I know, I'm one |
| zuo qu : Unknown | |
| 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. | |
| Oh mother, tell your children, | |
| Not to do what I have done | |
| Don' t 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 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 | |
| And God, I know, I' m one |
| zuò qǔ : Unknown | |
| 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. | |
| Oh mother, tell your children, | |
| Not to do what I have done | |
| Don' t 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 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 | |
| And God, I know, I' m one |