[Hook] There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know I'm one [Verse 1] My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans [Verse 2] Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is...Learn More