House of the Rising Sun

Joan Baez
There is a house in New Orleans,
they call the rising sun.
and it`s been the ruin for many a poor girl
and me, oh Lord, the one.

If I had listened to what my mother said,
I`d have been at home today,
but I was young and foolish, oh, God,
let a rambler lead me astray.

Go tell my baby sister
Don't do what I have done
but shun that house in New Orleans
They call the rising sun

Well, I'm going back to New Orleans
My race is almost run
I'm going back to spend my life
In the house of that Rising Sun

The End