House of the Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl
And God I know I'm one
My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My daddy was a gamblin man
Way down in New Orleans

I've got one foot on the platform
The other is on the train
Well I'm goin way back to New Orleas
To wear the ball and chain
So mothers tell all your little children
Not to do what I have done
But to shun that house of New Orleans
The one they call the Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruins of many a poor girl
And God I know I'm one