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 he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

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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, I got one foot on the platform

The other foot's on the train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain

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