The House of the Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans

Down in the Vieux Carré

A house they call the Rising Sun

Where love and money are made

My father, he was a gambler

Mother died when I was young

And I've worked since then to pleasure the men

At the House of the Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans

They call the Rising Sun

It's been the ruin of many a good girl

And oh God, you know I'm one

So mothers, you go telling all your daughters

Not to do what I have done

To live a life of sin, shame and strife

In the House of the Rising Sun

There is a house down in New Orleans

They call the Rising Sun

It's been the ruin of many a good girl

And oh God, you know I'm one

Oh God, you know I'm one

Oh God, you know I'm one