Santa Esmeralda — House of the rising sun
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House of the rising sun Santa Esmeralda05:10
Текст песни: House of the rising sun
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 sewed my new blue jeans My father, he was a gamblin' man Way down in New Orleans 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 sewed my new blue jeans My father, he was a gamblin' man Way down in New Orleans Oh, mother, tell your children Not to do what I have done Don't spend your life in sheer misery In the House of the Rising Sun Don't spend your life In the House of the Rising Sun Don't, don't, don't spend your life In the House of the Rising Sun
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