House of the Rising Sun Lyrics

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
And it"s been the ruin
Of many poor boys
Lord I know I"m one
My mother was a tailor
Sew my old blue jeans
My daddy was a gambling man
In a town called New Orleans

The only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only he"s satisfied
Is when he"s only drunk
So mama tell your children
Never do what I have done
You live your life in pain and misery
In the house of the rising sun

I got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
And I"m going back to New Orleans
To wear the ball and chain
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
Yea, we still got that old house in New Orleans
That we call the rising sun
Made a mess out of many old poor boys
Only God knows I"m one