House of the Rising Sun - Gregory Isaacs

There is a place in New Orleans

They call the rising sun

It's been the ruin of many young poor men

And Lord knows I'm one

My mother she was a tailor

She sewed my new blue jeans

My father is a gambling man

Down in New Orleans

There is a house in New Orleans

They call the rising sun

It's been the ruin of many young poor men

And Lord knows I'm one

The only thing that a gambler needs

Is a suitcase and a trunk

The only time that he is satisfied

Is when he's cold and drunk

So mama please tell your children

Not to do what I've done

Stay away from the house in New Orleans

They call the rising sun

Tell them stay away

There is a place in New Orleans

They call the rising sun

So mama tell your children please stay away

From the place they call the rising sun

There is a place in New Orleans

They call the rising sun

It's been the ruin of many young poor men

And Lord knows I'm one