There is a house in New Orleans. They call it the Risin' Sun. And it's been the ruin. Of many poor girl. And me oh God I'm one.. If I had listened. To what my mother said. I'd have been at home today.. But I was young and foolish oh God. Let a rambler lead me astray.. Go tell my baby sister. Don't do what I have done.. Go shun that house in New Orleans. They call the Risin' Sun.. Well I'm going back to New Orleans. My race is almost run.. I'm going back to spend my life. In the house of the Risin' Sun.. In the house of the Risin' Sun.. In the house of the Risin' Sun.. In the house of the Risin' Sun..