House of the Rising Sun Songtext
von Tracy Nelson

There is a house in New Orleans, they call the Rising Sun
It has been the ruin of many a poor girl and me, oh God, was one
If I had listened to what my mom said, I′d have been at home today
But I was young and foolish, Lord, let a gambler lead me astray


Now the only thing a gambler man needs is a suitcase and a drum
And the only time he's satisfied is when he′s on the drum

Go and tell my baby sister, never do like I have done
But to shun that house in New Orleans, where my horrid days begun
I'm going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run
I'm going back to spend my life beneath that Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans that they call the Rising Sun
It has been the ruin of many a poor girl and me, oh God, was one