There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many poor boy
And God I know I’m oneMy mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gambling man
Down in New OrleansNow the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he’s satisfied
Is when he’s all drunkWell there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many poor boy
And God I know I’m oneThere is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many poor boy
And God I know I’m oneWell there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many poor boy
And God I know I’m one