Lyrics
There is a house in New Orleans
They call The rising sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl
And God I know I'm one
My mother was a tailor
She sowed my new blue jeans
My sweetheart
He was a gamblin' lord
Down in New Orleans
Oh mother tell my baby sister
Not to do what I have done
But shun that house in New Orleans
They call The rising sun
It's one foot on the platform
The other's on the train
I'm going back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain
