[Verse 1]
There is a house in New Orleans
Oh, they call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many, a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

[Verse 2]
My mother was a bitch one
She sewed my new blue jeans
And my father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans

[Verse 3]
Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time that he's satisfied
It's when he's on a fucking drunk

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 4]
Now mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend their lives in sin and misery
In the house of the rising sun