There is a house in New Orleans

They call the rising sun

And its been a ruin of many a poor boy

And God I know Im one

Well Mother, tell your childern

Not to do what I have done

Oh yeah, spend our life in sin and misery

In the house of the rising sun

There is a house in New Orleans

They call the rising sun

And its been a ruin of many a poor boy

And God I know Im one