There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many young poor boys
And God I know I'm one

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new bluejeans
My father was a gamblin man
Down in New Orleans

Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
To spend ther life in sin and misery
In the 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 young poor boys
And God I know I'm one

And it's been the ruin of many young poor boys
And God I know I'm one