There is a house in New Orleans
It’s called the Rising Sun
It's been [bad word] 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

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Then he woke up a body died
Realised what he had done
Remembered what is daddy said
‘bout the House of the Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans
It’s called the Rising Sun
It's been [bad word] 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, yea