Bob Dylan — House of the Rising Sun

[Chorus] There is a house down in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun. And it's been the ruin of many a-poor girl And me—oh, God—I'm one [Verse 1] My mother was a tailor She sewed these new blue jeans My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord Down in New Orleans [Verse 2] Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk [Verse 3] He fills his glasses up to the brim And he'll pass the cards around And the only pleasure he gets out of life Is ramblin' from town to town [Verse 4] Oh, tell my baby sister Not to do what I have done! But shun that house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun [Verse 5] Well it's one foot on the platform The other foot on the train! I'm goin' back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain [Verse 6] I'm a goin' back to New Orleans My race is almost run! I'm goin' back to end my life Down in the Rising Sun [Chorus] There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun It's been the ruin of many a-poor girl And me—oh, God—I'm one