There is a house in New Orleans
　　they call the Rising Sun
　　Andits been a house to many a poor boy
　　and God, I know Im one
　　
　　I cried to my daddy on the telephone
　　how long now?
　　Until the clouds unroll and you come down on the light wind
　　will the shadows still remain since your descent
　　your descent
　　
　　I cried