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





------ Guitar solo ------



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