A house they call the Rising Sun,
Where love and money are made
My father, he was a gambler, mama died when I was young
And I`ve worked since then to pleasure the men
At the house of the rising sun
There is a house in New Orleans, they call the Rising Sun,
It`s been the ruin of many a good girl
And oh God, you know I`m one
So mothers, you go tellin` all your daughters
Not to do what I have done
To live a life of sin, shame and strife
In the House of the Rising Sun
There is a house in New Orleans, they call the Rising Sun,
It`s been the ruin of many a good girl
And oh God, you know I`m one
Oh God, you know I`m one
Oh God, you know I`m one