There is a house in new orleans They called the rising sun And its be a ruin of many poor boys By god i know i'm one Yes my mother she was the taylor Ahe sawed my new blue jeans And my father he was a gamblin man Yes he was Way down in New Orleans And the only thing that gambler needs Is a suitcase and the trunk And the only thing that will keep him satisfied is when his on the drank Oh mother please tell your children Not to do what i have done Just spend your lives in sin and misery In the house of rising sun I got one foot on the platform The other foot on the train I'm going back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain