House Of The Rising Sun Lyrics

House Of The Rising Sun lyrics

There is a house in New Orleans



They call the rising sun



And it's been the ruin for many poor boys



And me, oh God, I'm one







The only thing a gambler needs



Is a suitcase and a trunk



And the only time he's satisfied



Is when he's all a drunk







My mother was a tailor



She sewed my new blue jeans



My father was a gambling man



Down in New Orleans







One foot on the platform



The other on the train



I'm going back to New Orleans



To wear that ball and chain







There is a house in New Orleans



They call the rising sun



And it's been the ruin for many poor boys



And me, oh God, I'm one







I'm going back to New Orleans



My race is almost run



I'm going back to end my life



In the house of the rising sun