[00:14.559] There is a house down in New Orleans
[00:22.297] They call the rising sun
[00:29.546] And it's been the ruin of many poor girl
[00:37.185] And me oh, God I'm one
[00:49.619] My mother was a tailor,
[00:56.816] She sewed these new blue jeans
[01:04.303] My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord, down in New Orleans
[01:26.288] Now the only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and a trunk
[01:41.341] And the only time he's satisfied is when he's on a drunk
[02:02.116] He fills his glasses up to the brim
[02:09.378] And he'll pass the cards around
[02:16.984] And the only pleasure he gets out of life is rambling from town to town
[02:40.729] Oh tell my baby sister not to do what I have done
[02:56.074] But shun that house in New Orleans they call the rising sun
[03:16.908] Well with one foot on the platform
[03:24.331] and the other foot on the train
[03:31.343] I'm going back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain
[03:54.644] I'm going back to New Orleans
[04:02.708] my race is almost run
[04:10.102] I'm going back to end my life down in the rising sun
[04:33.893] There is a house in New Orleans they call the rising sun
[04:49.051] It's been the ruin of many a poor girl
[04:56.099] And me oh God, I'm one

There is a house down in New Orleans
They call the rising sun
And it's been the ruin of many poor girl
And me oh, God I'm one
My mother was a tailor,
She sewed these new blue jeans
My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord, down in New Orleans
Now the only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied is when he's on a drunk
He fills his glasses up to the brim
And he'll pass the cards around
And the only pleasure he gets out of life is rambling from town to town
Oh tell my baby sister not to do what I have done
But shun that house in New Orleans they call the rising sun
Well with one foot on the platform
and the other foot on the train
I'm going back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain
I'm going back to New Orleans
my race is almost run
I'm going back to end my life down in the rising sun
There is a house in New Orleans they call the rising sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl
And me oh God, I'm one