Project Pitchfork - Exidtence V.4.I lyrics

There is a house in New Orleans

They call the rising sun

And it's been the ruin for many poor boys

And me, oh God, I'm one

The only thing a gambler needs

Is a suitcase and a trunk

And the only time he's satisfied

Is when he's all a drunk

My mother was a tailor

She sewed my new blue jeans

My father was a gambling man

Down in New Orleans

One foot on the platform

The other on the train

I'm going back to New Orleans

To wear that ball and chain

There is a house in New Orleans

They call the rising sun

And it's been the ruin for many poor boys

And me, oh God, I'm one

I'm going back to New Orleans

My race is almost run

I'm going back to end my life

In the house of the rising sun