House of the Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans They call it The Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many poor girl And me, oh God, I'm one There is a house in New Orleans They call it The Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many poor girl And me, oh God, I'm one If I had listened to what my mother said I'd have been at home today But I was young and foolish, oh God Let a rambler lead me astray Go tell my baby sister Don't do what I have done Go shun that house in New Orleans They call The Rising Sun Well, I'm going back to New Orleans My race is almost run I'm going back to spend my life In the house of The Rising Sun