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House Of the Rising Sun

1. There is a house in New Orleans

they call the Rising Sun

and it's been a ruin of many a poor boy

and God I know I'm one.

2. My mother was a tailor

sewed my new blue jeans

my father was a gamblin' man

down in New Orleans.

3. Now the only thing a gambler needs

is suitcase and trunk

and the only time he's satisfied

is when he's on, a drunk.

4. Oh mother tell your children

not to do what I have done

spend yor lives in sin and misery

in the House of the Rising Sun.

5. Well, I've got one foot on the platform

the other foot on the train

I'm going back to New Orleans

to wear that ball and chain.

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