House of the Rising Sun
Joan Baez
There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun. And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl And me oh God for one. If I had listened to what my mother said I'd have been at home today But I was young and foolish oh God Let a rambler lead me astray. Go tell my baby sister Don't do what I have done But shun the 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 that Rising Sun.