There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many poor boy
And God I know I’m one

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gambling man
Down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he’s satisfied
Is when he’s all drunk

Well there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many poor boy
And God I know I’m one

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many poor boy
And God I know I’m one

Well there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many poor boy
And God I know I’m one