There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun The downfall of so many young girls My sweetheart she was one
Oh I was young and foolish At home I could not stay But my sweetheart left with a gamblin’ man Who led her heart astray
When I was through with ramblin’ Then home I quickly run Her mother cried you’ll find my girl In the House of the Rising Sun
And when I saw my sweetheart It gave my heart such pain She said to me in misery I could never go home again
Now go and tell my baby sister Not to do what I have done But spend your life as an honest man’s wife Turn your back on the Rising Sun Turn your back on the Rising Sun