Bob Dylan - House Of The Risin' Sun lyrics

There is a house down in New Orleans

They call the risin' sun.

It's been the ruin of many a poor girl

And me, oh God, I'm one.

My mother was a tailor

She sewed these new blue jeans

My sweetheart was a gambler

Down in New Orleans.

Now the only thing a gambler needs

Is a suitcase and a trunk

And the only time he's satisfied

Is when he's on a drunk.

He'll fill his glasses up to the brim

And he'll pass the cards around

And the only pleasure he gets out of life

Is ramblin' from town to town.

Oh tell my baby sister

Not to do what I have done

But shun that house in New Orleans

They call the risin' sun.

And it's one foot on the platform

And the other foot on the train

I'm goin' back to New Orleans

To wear my ball and chain.

I'm going back to New Orleans

My race is almost run

I'm goin' back to end my life

Down in the risin' sun.

There is a house in New Orleans

They call the risin' sun.

It's been the ruin of many a poor girl

And me, oh God, I'm one