There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun Well it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know, I'm one Well Mother, tell your children Not to do what I have done Or you'll spend your life in sin and misery In the house of the Rising Sun Well there is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun Well it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know, I'm one
There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun Well it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know, I'm one Well Mother, tell your children Not to do what I have done Or you'll spend your life in sin and misery In the house of the Rising Sun Well there is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun Well it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know, I'm one