Lyrics:

There is a house in New Orleans,
They call the Rising Sun
It’s been the ruin of many a street guitar boy
God I know I’m one

My mother is a tailor
She sews those new blue jeans,
My daddy was a honky tonk rambling man
He got a good reputation down around Montgomery, Mobile, Biloxi and New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time that we are satisfied
Is when we got a number one song or at a party drunk

There is a house in New Orleans,
They call the Rising Sun, sun, sun
It’s been the ruin of many a street guitar boy
God knows I’m one

In the house of the rising sun