House Of The Rising Sun - Tim Hardin
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl
And me oh God I I'm one
My daddy was a tailor
He sews on them new blue jeans
My sweet heart was a drunkard lord
Drinkin' down in New Orleans
Don't tell my baby sister
Not to do what I have done
Show their house in New Orleans
They call Rising of the Sun
I'm going back to New Orleans
My race is almost run
I I'm going to spend the rest of my live long days
Beneath the Rising of the Sun
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl
Hey oh God I I'm one