There is a house in New Orleans
It's called the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And Lord I know of one
If he had heard what Daddy said
He'd be a King today
But he knew best, what he should do
And he was on his way
He soon became a travellin' man
He's travelled from town to town
The path he took was good to him
Till he drank his liquor down
Then he woke up at thirty-five
Realized what he had done
Remembered what his daddy said
'bout the House of the Rising Sun
There is a house in New Orleans
It's called the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And Lord I know of one
And Lord I know of one
Yes I do
I really know
I know of one
Yes I do
I know of one, yeah
