There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun

And it's been the ruin of many poor boys and Lord I know I'm one

My mama was a taylor she sowed my new blue jeans

My daddy was a gamblin' man down in New Orleans

Not the only thing a gambler needs is the suitcase and the trunk

And the only time he's satisfied is when he's on a drunk

Oh mama tell your children not to do what I have done

Spend your life in sin and misery in a 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 poor boys and Lord I know I'm one