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 a trunk And the only time that he's satisfied Is when he's all 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've got one foot on the platform. And the other's 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
