♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ There's a house in New Orleans ♪ ♪ It's called the Rising Sun ♪ ♪♪ ♪ It's been the ruin of many a poor boy ♪ ♪ Me, God, I know I'm one, yeah, yes I am ♪ ♪♪ ♪ My mother was a tailor ♪ ♪ She sewed my new blue jeans, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪ My father was a gambler, man ♪ ♪ Way down, way down, way down, way down, way down ♪ ♪ New Orleans, yeah, Louisiana, Lord, yeah, yeah ♪ ♪♪ ♪ The only thing a gamblin' man ever needs ♪ ♪ Is a suitcase, hello, and a travelin' trunk ♪ ♪ And the only time a man like him is ever satisfied ♪ ♪ Is when he's on some poor drunk, drunk, drunk, drunk ♪ ♪♪ Yeah, yeah! ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪♪ ♪ I got one foot on the platform, yeah ♪ ♪ The other foot is on that southbound train ♪ ♪ I'm goin' back to New Orleans in the mornin' ♪ ♪ I'm gonna wear, wear that ball, ball and chain, yeah ♪ ♪ Ball and chain, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪ Oh! All right! ♪ Oh, mother, tell, tell your baby children ♪ ♪ Don't be a fool like me, no, no, no, no ♪ ♪ Spend your lives in a travelin' rock and roll band ♪ ♪ Travelin' from hotel to motel, yeah! ♪ ♪ Well, I've been yellin' for a man since I was a child ♪ ♪ I said, sir, yeah, ma'am, yeah ♪ Oh, man, you're a good one, boy. And, yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, but I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, baby! Please, Lord, forgive me, Lord, my sins, yeah. ♪ Give it up for the band, come on! ♪ Thank you all, you're a great audience! Thank you, thank you so much! Thank you, thank you so much!