House Of The Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans they call the rising sun It`s been the ruin for many a poor girl and me oh God for 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 but shun that house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun I`m going back to New Orleans my race is almost run I`m going back to spend my life beneath that rising sun