House Of The Rising Sun Songtext / Lyric

There is a house in New Orleans

They call the rising sun

And it's been the ruin

Of many poor boys

Lord I know I'm one



My mother was a tailor

Sew my old blue jeans

My daddy was a gambling man

In a town called New Orleans



The only thing a gambler needs

Is a suitcase and a trunk

And the only he's satisfied

Is when he's only drunk






So mama tell your children

Never do what I have done

You live your life in pain and misery

In the house of the rising sun



I got one foot on the platform

The other foot on the train

And I'm going back to New Orleans

To wear the ball and chain



There is a house in New Orleans

They call the rising sun

Yea, we still got that old house in New Orleans

That we call the rising sun

Made a mess out of many old poor boys

Only God knows I'm one