And its been the fate of many a young woman
I know......because I'm one
My Mother was a tailor, sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gamblin' man down in New Orleans
Now the only thing he ever needs is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied is when he's on a drunk
Oh Mother tell your children not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the house of the Rising Sun
