House Of The Rising Sun

House Of The Rising Sun - The Weavers

There is a house in New Orleans

They call the rising sun

It has been the ruin of many a poor girl

And me oh God I'm one

My husband he was a gambling man

He went from town to town

And the only time and he was satisfied

Is when he's drunk is later down

Now the only thing that drunken man needs

Is a suitcase and a trunk

And the only time he's satisfied

Is when he's on the run

Go when tell my baby sister

No boy do like I have done

But shun that house in New Orleans

As they call the rising sun

Well 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