2019.03.14.
House of the Rising Sun
There is a house in New Berlinthey call the Setting Sun.
It's been the ruin of many good boys
from me, my God I suffered misery.
Had I listened to my leader,
today I would be at home.
I was young and foolish,
a very poor boy,
on the wrong path and wicked.
(People) tell my little sister
not to go where I have gone,
to avoid the house in New Berlin
the house called the Setting Sun.
My mother was a tailor
she sold this uniform.
My darling she's a drinker
and god she likes drinkin' in New Berlin.
I'm goin' back to New Berlin
my burden drives me there.
I'll stay there for the rest of my life
at the house of the Setting Sun.