Lyric House Of The Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It s been the ruin of many poor girls
And me, oh God, am one

If you had listened to what your momma said
You d be at home today
But I was young and foolish, oh Lord
You let a gambler lead you astray

Go tell my baby sister
Don t do as I have done
But shun that house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun

I m going back to New Orleans
Your race is almost run
I m going back to lay my head
Beneath that rising sun

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It s been the ruin of many poor girls
And me, I m one, oh God
And me, oh God, am one

You poor girl, you are one