The House Of The Rising Sun

The House Of The Rising Sun

-Marianne Faithfull

There is a house in New Orleans

They call the 'Rising Sun'

And it's been the ruin

of many a young poor girl

And me, oh God, I'm 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.

Go 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 the Rising Sun.