House of the Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans
It's called the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And Lord I know of one

If he had heard what Daddy said
He'd be a King today
But he knew best, what he should do
And he was on his way

He soon became a travellin' man
He's travelled from town to town
The path he took was good to him
Till he drank his liquor down

Then he woke up at thirty-five
Realized what he had done
Remembered what his daddy said
'bout the House of the Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans
It's called the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And Lord I know of one

And Lord I know of one
Yes I do
I really know
I know of one
Yes I do
I know of one, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Traditional, Alan Price
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