[Chorus]
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin for many a poor boy and me
And God I know I'm one

[Verse 1]
My mother was a tailoress
She sowed my blue, blue jeans
My father was a gambling man
Down in New Orleans

[Verse 2]
Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk, oh
And the only time that he's satisfied
Is when he's down and drunk

[Verse 3]
So mothers tell, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Not to spend their lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun

[Verse 4]
I got one foot on the platform
And another one on the train
I'm goin' home to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain
[Chorus]
There is a house in New Orleans
That they call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin for many a poor boy
And God, I know I'm one

[Outro]
Poor, poor boy
Poor, poor boy
Poor, poor boy
Poor, poor boy
Poor, poor boy
Poor, poor boy
Poor, poor boy
Poor, poor boy
Poor, poor boy
Poor, poor boy