THERE IS A HOUSE
IN NEW ORLEANS
THEY CALL THE RISIN' SUN
AND IT'S BEEN THE RUIN
OF MANY A POOR BOY
AND GOD I KNOW I'M ONE
MY MOTHER WAS A TAILOR
SHE SEWED MY NEW BLUE JEANS
MY FATHER WAS
A GAMBLIN' MAN
DOWN IN NEW ORLEANS
NOW THE ONLY THING
A GAMBLER NEEDS
IS A SUITCASE AND TRUNK
AND THE ONLY TIME
THAT HE'S SATISFIED
IS WHEN HE'S ON A DRUNK
OH, MOTHER
TELL YOUR CHILDREN
NOT TO DO WHAT I HAVE DONE
SPEND YOUR LIVES
IN SIN AND MISERY
IN THE HOUSE OF THE RISIN' SUN
WELL, I GOT ONE FOOT
ON THE PLATFORM
THE OTHER FOOT ON THE TRAIN
I'M GOIN' BACK TO NEW ORLEANS
TO WEAR THAT BALL AND CHAIN
WELL, THERE IS A HOUSE
IN NEW ORLEANS
THEY CALL THE RISIN' SUN
AND IT'S BEEN THE RUIN
OF MANY A POOR BOY
AND GOD I KNOW I'M ONE