There is a house in New OrleansThey call the 'Rising Sun'And it's been the ruin of many a young poor boyAnd, God, I know I'm oneMy mother was a tailorSewed my new blue jeansMy father was a gamblin' manDown in New OrleansNow the only thing a gambler needsIs a suitcase and a trunkAnd the only time he's satisfiedIs when he's on a drunkOh, Mother tell your children Not to do what I have doneSpend your lives in sin and miseryIn the House of the Rising SunI got one foot on the platformAnd the other foot on the trainI'm going back to New OrleansTo wear that ball and chainWell there is a house in New OrleansThey call the 'Rising Sun'And its been the ruin of many a young poor boyAnd God, I know I'm one
Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one
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