Luyện nghe bài hát House Of The Rising Sun

There is a in New Orleans
They call the Sun,
And it's been the for many a poor boy,
And God, I I'm one.

My was a tailor,
my new blue jeans.
My was a gamblin' man
in New Orleans.

Now, the only a gambler needs
Is a and a trunk,
And the only time be satisfied
Is he's all adrunk.

Oh, Mother, your children
Not to do I have done,
Spend your in sin and misery
In the of the Rising Sun.

Well, got one foot on the platform,
The other on the train.
I'm going back to New
To wear that and chain.

Well, there is a house in New
They the Rising Sun,
And been the ruin for many a poor boy,
And God, I I'm one.