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 sewed my old blue jeans My daddy was a gamblin' 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 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 In the house of the Rising Sun