In New Orleans ( House of the Rising Sun) Lyrics

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And there′s a run of many poor boys
And me, I got one

I'm gonna tell my baby sister
Please don′t do like I have done
Please shun that house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun

If I had listened at what my mama said
I would not been here today
See, to be so young, so foolish and so wild
I let a rambler lead me astray

I'm going back to New Orleans
My race is almost run
I'm going back to spend the rest of my life
Beneath the Rising Sun