Lyrics:

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
Down In New Orleans

Now The Only Thing A Gambler Needs
Is A Suitcase And Trunk
And The Only Time That 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

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