00:00There is a house in New Orleans, you call the rising sun, it's been the ruin of many a
00:18poor soul, and me, oh God, I'm one. If I'd listen to what Mama said, be at home today. Being so young and foolish, poor girl, let a gambler lead me astray.
00:46My mother, she's a tailor, so's those new blue jeans. My sweetheart, he's a drunkard, Lord God, he drinks down in New Orleans.
01:07He fills his glasses to the brim, passes them around. The only pleasure that he gets out of life is a hopeless one from town to town.
01:29The only thing a drunkard needs is a suitcase and a trunk.
01:41The only time that he's half-satisfied is when he's on a drum.
01:50Go and tell my baby sister, never do like I have done.
02:03Shun that house down in New Orleans that they call that rising sun.
02:12It's one foot on the platform, one foot on the train.
02:24I'm going back down to New Orleans to wear my ball and my chain.
02:33My life is almost over, my race is almost run.
02:43Going back down to New Orleans to that house of the rising sun.
02:53I'm going back down to New Orleans to that house of the rising sun.
03:03And then here's what's going on in New Orleans, I love it.
03:06I'm going back down to New Orleans, I love it.
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