Arrangement Note: There seems to be as many variations in this melody as there are for its lyrics, which in this case are the original lyrics from a female perspective. This arrangement keeps to a simplified rhythm and fingering. The third note was changed to avoid half-holing the bottom hole, and the closing phrase was reworked so the entire piece would fit the range of the NAF.
Traditional Lyrics (continued):

  If I had listened what Mama said, I'd be at home today. 
  Being so young and foolish, poor boy, let a rambler lead me astray.

  Go tell my baby sister never do like I have done 
  To shun that house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun.

  My mother she's a tailor, she sewed these new blue jeans. 
  My sweetheart, he's a drunkard, Lord, Lord, drinks down in New Orleans.

  The only thing a drunkard needs is a suitcase and a trunk. 
  The only time he's satisfied is when he's on a drunk.

  Fills his glasses to the brim, passes them around. 
  Only pleasure he gets out of life is hoboin' from town to town.

  One foot is on the platform and the other one on the train. 
  I'm going back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain.

  Going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run. 
  Going back to spend the rest of my days beneath that Rising Sun.