[Lyric] House of the Rising Sun (The Fool's Agenda)

[Chorus}
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor soul
And god, I know I’m one

[Verse]
My mother, she’s a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My lover was a drunkard, oh lord
Right down in New Orleans

[Verse]
My mother begged me not to go
She cried tellin me to stay home
And if I had listened to what mama had said
My lover would’ve drunk alone

[Verse]
Oh mamas, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Convince yourself you love the misеry
In the house of the rising sun
[Guitar solo]


Ooh well there is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor soul
And god, I know I’m one

[Guitar solo]