There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boys
And God, I know I'm one
My brother was a tailor
Sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans
Oh mother, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your life in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boys
And God, I know I'm one