There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun   And it's been the ruin of many poor boys and Lord I know I'm one   My mama was a taylor she sowed my new blue jeans   My daddy was a gamblin' man down in New Orleans   Not the only thing a gambler needs is the suitcase and the trunk   And the only time he's satisfied is when he's on a drunk   Oh mama tell your children not to do what I have done   Spend your life in sin and misery in a 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 poor boys and Lord I know I'm one