House of the Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
The downfall of so many young girls
My sweetheart she was one

Oh I was young and foolish
At home I could not stay
But my sweetheart left with a gamblin’ man
Who led her heart astray

When I was through with ramblin’
Then home I quickly run
Her mother cried you’ll find my girl
In the House of the Rising Sun

And when I saw my sweetheart
It gave my heart such pain
She said to me in misery
I could never go home again

Now go and tell my baby sister
Not to do what I have done
But spend your life as an honest man’s wife
Turn your back on the Rising Sun
Turn your back on the Rising Sun