There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been [bad word] #39; of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

I cried to my daddy on the telephone
How long now
Until the clouds unroll and [bad word] down
The line went
But the shadows still remain since your descent
Your descent

I cried to my daddy on the telephone
How long now
Until the clouds unroll and [bad word] home
The line went
But the shadows still remain since your descent
Your descent

I cried to my daddy on the telephone
How long now
Until the clouds unroll and [bad word] home
The line went
But the shadows still remain since your descent
Your descent

The saints [bad word]  the saints [bad word] 
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply
The saints [bad word]  the saints [bad word] 
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply

drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief
How long now
Until a weather change condemns belief
How long now
When the night watchman let's in the thief
What's wrong now

The saints [bad word]  the saints [bad word] 
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply
The saints [bad word]  the saints [bad word] 
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply

I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply
I say no matter how I try, I realise there's no reply