There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin
of many poor girls
And me oh God am one
If you had listened
to what your momma said
You'd be at home today
But I was young and foolish oh Lord
You let a gambler lead you astray
Go tell my baby ma baby sister
Don't do as I have done
But shun that house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
I'm going back to New Orleans
Your race is almost run
I'm going back to lay my head
Beneath that rising sun
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin
of many poor girls
And me I'm one oh God
And me oh God am one
You poor girl you are one