House of the Rising Sun by The Good and the Damned Lyrics

There lives a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, he knows I’m one

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My sweetheart, she was a gambler, Lord
Down in New Orleans

Oh mother, tell my baby sister
Never do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun

I've got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I'm going back to New Orleans
To sleep where I was raised