It is a place of misery,
the house of the rising sun.
It has marred my life,
the house of the rising sun.
My mother knitted my clothes,
she has not fallen into sins.
My dad - he got a sentence
and his future is in jail.1
What he probably needed
was just a deck of cards.
He got the best satisfaction
only from his drinking.
Hey mother, tell your child
that my way of life is wrong,2
because I wasted my youth3
in the house of the rising sun.4
Many times I have fled
and thought of being away.
Now I travel back thither,
would nobody help me?
It is a place of misery,
the house of the rising sun.
It has marred my life,
the house of the rising sun.
1. lit. and way-his dungeon-into takes2. lit. that way-my wrong is3. lit. because for-nothing threw-I youth-my4. lit. house-into rising-'s sun-'s