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 other poor boys

And god, I know, I'm one

My mother was a tailor

She sewed my new blue jeans

My father was a gamblin' man

Down in New Orleans

Oh mother, tell your children

Not to do what I have done

Spend your lives 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 other poor boys

And god, I know, I'm one

My mother was a tailor

She sewed my new blue jeans

My father was a gamblin' man

Down in New Orleans