The House of the Rising Sun -- New Lyrics

T: What are you writing?

J: Alternative Lyrics to the "House of the Rising Sun".

T: Don't you have something better to do?

J: Probably.

There is a house down in the lane,

they call the rising sun.

It's been the ruin of many a poor lad,

and, oh, I know I'm one.

There is a site  out on the web,

like the house of the rising sun.

It's been the ruin of many a poor lad,

and I know I have been one.

There is a world out in the stacks,

like the House of the Rising Sun.

It's been the ruin of many a poor lad,

and I know I was one.

Oh, mothers, tell your children

not to do what I have done,

to waste your nights in pleasant miseries --

to lose your dreams with the rising sun.

My father was a preacher,

he spoke of God's own Son.

And I tried hard to run away

with my back to the Risen One.

He called me far across the sea

to learn what He had won.

I spent two years, being reborn

in the Land of the Rising Sun.

This world of man has many allures

too many ways to have fun.

I lost my way playing mathematical

games 'til the rising sun.

T: Oh. What's the next stanza?

J: I'm working on it.