There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It has been the ruin of many a poor girl
And me, oh, God, I'm one

If I had listened to what my mother said,
I`d have been at home today,
But I was young and foolish, oh, God Let a rambler lead me astray

Go tell my baby sisters
Don't do what I have done
To shun that house in New Orleans
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They call the rising sun

And going back to New Orleans
My race is almost run
I'm going back to spend my life
Beneath the rising sun