Luyện nghe bài hát House of the Rising Sun

Oh is a house in New Orleans.
call the Rising Sun.
It's the ruin of many young poor girls
And God I I'm one.

My mother, she was a tailor, yeah
She sewed my new blue
My father, he was a man
in New Orleans.

I got one on the platform, yeah
The other on the train
I'm going back to New
To wear that ball and

Oh mother please tell children, oh yeah
Not to do what I have
Go and spend lives in sin and misery
In the of the Rising Sun.

Now the only a gambler needs
Is a and a trunk
And the only time he will be
Is when all drunk.

Oh is a house in New Orleans.
They call the Sun.
It's been the of many young poor girls
And God I I'm one.