House of the rising sun lyrics

There is a house in New Orleans They call the rising sun It's been the ruin of many a poor girl An' me, oh Lord, I'm one. If I had listened to what my mother said I'd been at home today But I was young 'n foolish, oh God, Let a rambler lead my astray. Go tell ma baby sister Never do like I have done But shun that house in New Orleans They call the rising sun. I'm going back to New Orleans My race is almost run I'm going back to spend my life Beneath the rising sun.