Lyrics The House of he Rising Sun - The Walkers

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl
And she, oh Lord, is one

If she had listened to what her mommy said
She'd been at home today
But being so young and foolish, oh Lord
She let a ramble lead her astray

I've got to tell her baby sister
Please don't do what she has done, oh no
Do shun that house in New, New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun

She's going, going back to New, New Orleans
Her race is almost run
She's going to spend the rest of her days
Beneath the Rising Sun