House Of The Rising Sun lyrics

There is a house in New Orleans They call it The Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many other poor boys 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 And the only thing a gambler needs is A suitcase and a trunk And the only time he'll be satisfied Is when he's on a 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 rising Sun There is a house in New Orleans They call The Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many other poor boys And God, I know, I'm one