There is a house in New Orlean

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 Taylor

She 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 a Rock & Roll band

Play 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 young poor boys

And, God, I know I'm one