There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many young poor boys And God, I know I'm one ♪ My mother was a tailor Sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans ♪ Now the only thing the gambler needs Is suitcase and a trunk And the only time he'll be satisfied Is when he's all drunk ♪ Oh, mother, tell your children Not to do what I have done Spend your lives in sin and misery In the House of the Rising Sun ♪ Well, where is a house in New Orleans? They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many young poor boys And God, I know I'm one ♪ And God, I know I'm one And God, I know I'm one