House Of The Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun

And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy and Lord I know I'm one

My mother was a tailor boys she sowed my old blue jeans

My daddy was a gambling man way down in New Orleans

I got one foot on the platform boys the other on that train

I'm going down to New Orleans to pull that ball and chain

There is a house

In the house of the Rising Sun