There is a house in New Orleans,
They call it the Risin' Sun
And it's been the ruin
Of many poor girl,
And me, oh God, I'm one
If I had listened
To what my mother said
I'd have been at home today
But I was young and foolish, oh God,
Let a rambler lead me astray
Go tell my baby sister
Don't do what I have done
Go shun that house in New Orleans
They call the Risin' Sun
Well, I'm going back to New Orleans,
My race is almost run
I'm going back to spend my life
In the house of the Risin' Sun
In the house of the Risin' Sun
In the house of the Risin' Sun
In the house of the Risin' Sun
The Risin' Sun, the Risin'