[intro] There is a house in New Orleans They call the rising sun And It's been the ruin for many a poor girl, and me, oh God, I'm one
[verse] If I had listened to what my mother said I'd have been at home today But I was young and foolish, oh, God, let a rambler lead me astray Go tell my baby sister, 'don't do what I have done' But shun that house in New Orleans They call the rising sun
[outro] I'm going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run I'm going back to spend my life beneath the rising sun