A house they call the "Rising Sun",
Where love and money are made
My father, he was a gambler, mama died when I was young
And I 've worked since then to pleasure the men
At the house of the rising sun
There is a house in New Orleans, they call the "Rising Sun",
It 's been the ruin of many a good girl
And oh God, you know I 'm one
So mothers, you go tellin ' all your daughters
Not to do what I have done
To live a life of sin, shame and strife
In the "House of the Rising Sun"
There is a house in New Orleans, they call the "Rising Sun",
It 's been the ruin of many a good girl
And oh God, you know I 'm one
Oh God, you know I 'm one
Oh God, you know I 'm one
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