House Of The Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orlean
They call the 'rising sun' 
And it's been the ruin of many young poor boys 
And, God, I know I'm one 
My mother ... was a Taylor 
She sewed my new blue jeans 
My father was a gamblin' man    
Down in New Orleans 
Oh, mother! Tell your children 
Not to do what I have done 
Spend your life in a Rock & Roll band 
Play in the House of the Rising Sun 
There is a house in New Orleans 
They call the 'rising sun' 
And it's been the ruin of many young poor boys 
And, God, I know I'm one