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

My mother was a tailor

She sewed my new bluejeans

My father was a gamblin' man

Well

Down in new orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs

Is a suitcase and trunk

And the only time he's satisfied

Is when he's on a drunk

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

Yeah

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

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

God i know

God i know i'm one