[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 to my baby sister, don't do what I have done
I'm sure there is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
To spend their lives in sin and misery
In the house of 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