There is a house in New Orleans They call the rising sun It's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I'm one ♪ Well, my mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans And my father he was a gamblin' man Way down in New Orleans ♪ Oh mother tell your children Not to do what I have done That's to spend your life in sin and misery In the house of the rising sun Take me away from here I've got one foot on that platform And the other foot on the train And I'm going back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain Yes I am! ♪ Oh there is a house in New Orleans That they call the rising sun (yes, they do) And it's been a ruin of many a poor boy (yes, it's been) And God I know I'm one And God I know I'm one ♪ And it's been a ruin of many a poor boy (yes, it's been) And God I know I'm one Yes I know I'm one