House Of The Rising Sun

There is a house down in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many poor boys and me
Oh God, I'm one

My mother was a tailor
She sowed these old blue jeans
My father was a gambler
Lord, down in New Orleans

Go tell my baby sister
Not to do the the things I've done
Outshine that house down in New Orleans
They call the Rising sun

There is a house down in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many poor boys and me
Oh God, I'm one