There is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
And its been a ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know Im one
Well Mother, tell your childern
Not to do what I have done
Oh yeah, spend our life in sin and misery
In the house of the rising sun
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
And its been a ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know Im one
