[1m] There is a [^b3] house in [4] New Orleans [^b6]
They [1m] call the [^b3] risin' [5] sun
It's [1m] been the [^b3] ruin of [4] many a poor [^b6] boy
And [1m] God I [5] know I'm [1m] one

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My daddy was a gamblin' man
Way 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 the drunk

Now mothers tell your children
Not to do what I have done
And spend their life in sin and misery
In the house of the risin' sun

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the risin' sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one