there is a house in new orleans

they call the risin' sun

and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy

my mother was a tailor

she sewed my new blue jeans

my father was a gambler man

down in new orleans

there is a house in new orleans

they call the risin' sun

and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy

my mother was a tailor

she sewed my new blue jeans

my father was a gambler 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 risin' sun

don't spend your lives in the house of risin' sun

don't spend your lives in the house of risin' sun