[Chorus]
There is a house down in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a-poor girl
Oh, me—oh, God—I'm one

[Verse 1]
My mother was a tailor
She sewed these new blue jeans
My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord
Way, way down in New Orleans

[Verse 2]
Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

[Verse 3]
Oh, tell my baby sister
Not to do what I have done!
But shun that house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun

[Verse 4]
Well, it's onе foot on the platform
And the other on a train
I'm goin' back to Nеw Orleans
To wear that ball and chain
[Chorus]
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a-poor girl
Oh, me—oh, God—I'm one