싼타에스메랄다
There is a house
in New Orieans
They call the
Rising sun
And it's been the
ruin of many poor boy
And go I know I'm one
My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new
blue jeans
my father was a
gamblin man
Down in New orleans
Now the only thing
a gambler need
is a suit case and
a trunk
And the only the
he'll be satisfied
is when he's
all a drunk
Oh mother tell
your children
Not to do what I
have done
spend your leaves
in sin misery
in the house
of the Rising sun