[Version 1] There is a house in New Orleans, They call it the Risin' Sun And it's been the ruin Of many poor girl, And me, oh God, I'm one.
There is a house in New Orleans, They call it the Risin' Sun And it's been the ruin Of many poor girl, And me, oh God, I'm one.
If I had listened To what my mother said I'd've been at home today. But I was young and foolish, oh God, Let a rambler lead me astray (привел меня в заблуждение).
Go tell my baby sister Don't do what I have done. Go shun that house in New Orleans They call the Risin' Sun.
Well, I'm going back to New Orleans, My race (гонка) is almost run. I'm going back to spend my life In the house of the Risin' Sun.