House Of The Rising Sun

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 a poor boy,

and God, I know, I'm one.

Oh mother, tell your children,

Not to do what I have done

Don't Spend your lives in sin and misery,

In the "House of the Rising Sun"

Well, I got one foot on the platform,

The other foot on the train,

I'm going back to New Orleans,

To wear that ball and chain.

Well, there is a house in New Orleans,

They call the "Rising Sun",

And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy,

And God, I know

And God, I know, I'm one