Lyrics:

There is a house in New Orleans, They call the Rising sun. Well it's been the ruin of many a poor boy, And God I know I'm one. Oh MOTHER, tell your children, Not to do what I have done. You spend your lives in sin and misery In the house of the Rising Sun. 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.