The House of the Rising Sun
[Verse 1]
There is a house down in New Orleans
They call the Risin' Sun
It has been the ruin of many a poor girl
And me, oh Lordy, I was one

[Verse 2]
My good mother she's a tailor
She sews the new blue jeans
My sweetheart, he's a drunkard, Lord
Drinks down in New Orleans

[Verse 3]
If I hadn't done what my mother said
I'd be at home today
But me bein' young and foolish, poor girl
Let a gamblin' man lead me astray

[Verse 4]
Gonna tell my baby sister
Not to do just like I'd done
To shun that house down in New Orleans
They call the Risin' Sun
[Verse 5]
Well, I'm goin' on back down to New Orleans
My race is almost run
Goin' back to spend the rest, the rest of my days
Beneath that Risin' Sun

[Outro]
Lordy, mama
Beneath the Rising Sun