House of the rising sun There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun [A7/E]and its been the ruin of many poor girl, and me, oh God, for 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 But shun that house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun I'm goin' back to New Orleans My race is almost run, I'm goin' back to spend my life Beneath that Rising Sun