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