There is a house in Charming Town
They call the Rising Sun
It`s been the ruin of many a poor girl
And me, Oh God, I`m one

If I listened to my mama
Lord I`d be home today
But I was young and foolish
Handsome rider led me astray

Go tell my baby sister
Never do what I`ve done
To shun the house in Charming Town
They call the Rising Sun

My Mother, she`s a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My sweetheart he`s a rambler
Lord he rides an old machine

Now the only thing a rambler needs
Is a suitcase and a gun
The only time he`s satisfied
Is when he`s on the run

He fills his chamber up with lead
And takes his pain to town
The only pleasure he gets out of life
Is bringing another man down

He`s got one hand on the throttle
The other on the brakes
He`s riding back to Redwood
On his father`s stake

And me I wait in Charming Town
To gain my love as one
I`m staying here to end my life
Down in the Rising Sun

I`m staying here to end my life
Down in the Rising Sun