There is a house in New Orleans They call "The Rising Sun", yeah And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy Me, oh, Lord, I know I'm one, yeah Know I am, yeah Mother was a tailor She sewed my Levi jeans, yeah My father was a gambling man Way down, way down in New Orleans, yeah Louisiana I hear you calling, baby I'm going back to New Orleans My race is almost run, yeah I'm going back to end my life, oh, Lord In a house they call "The Rising Sun" "The Rising Sun", yeah Take it Marie Mother, tell your children "Don't be a fool like me" Spend your life in a rock 'n' roll band In a world full of sin and misery, yeah, yeah Come on, son, let's go, let's go There is a house in New Orleans They call "The Rising Sun" And it's been the ruin of many poor boy Lord, I know I'm one, yeah Lord, yeah, yeah Don't you know? Can't you fear? Don't you see? Well, oh, man Oh, yeah Lord, yeah, Lord, yeah!