- House Of the Rising Sun LYRICS

There is a house in New Orleans.

They call the Rising Sun.

And it's been the ruin of many young poor boys

And God I know I'm one.



My mother was a tailor

She sewed my new blue jeans

My father was a gamblin man

Down in New Orleans.



Now the only thing a gambler needs

Is a suitcase and a trunk

And the only time that he's satisfied

Is when he's all drunk.



Oh mother tell your children

Not to do what I have done

To spend their life in sin and misery

In the house of the Rising Sun.



With one foot on the platform

And the other foot on the train

I'm going back to New Orleans

To wear that ball and chain



There is a house in New Orleans

They call the Rising Sun

And it's been the ruin of many young poor boys

And god I know I'm one.