There is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
And its been the ruin of many poor boy
And god i know i am one
My mother was a tailor
She sowed my new blue jeans
My father was a gambling man
Down in New Orleans
He was down in New Orleans
Mothers tell your children
Not to do what i have done
To live 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 its been the ruin
Of many poor boy
And god i know i am one
I am one, i am one i am one