House of the Rising Sun

Joan Baez

There is a house in New Orleans,

they call the rising sun.

and it`s been the ruin for many a poor girl

and me, oh Lord, the one.

If I had listened to what my mother said,

I`d have been at home today,

but I was young and foolish, oh, God,

let a rambler lead me astray.

Go tell my baby sister

Don't do what I have done

but shun that house in New Orleans

They call the rising sun

Well, I'm going back to New Orleans

My race is almost run

I'm going back to spend my life

In the house of that Rising Sun

The End