Ooh, ooh, ooh, Ooh. There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun (Rising Sun, Rising Sun) And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know I'm one Yeah, yeah. My mother was a tailor (tailor) She sewed my new blue jeans (my new jeans, my new jeans) My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh Yeah, ooh, ooh 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 Ooh, ooh, ooh yeah Ooh There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun (Rising Sun, Rising Sun) And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know I'm one Yeah, ooh yeah Ooh, ooh