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House of the rising sun

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There is a house in New Orlieans,

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they call the Rising sun.

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And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy,

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and God, I know I'm one.

 

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My mother was tailor,

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sewed my new blue jeans.

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My father was a gamblin' man,

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down in New Orleans.

 

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Now the only thing a gambler needs,

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is a suitcase and a trunk.

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And the only time he'll be satisfied,

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is when he's all a-drunk.

 

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Oh !, mother, tell your children,

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not to do what I have done.

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Spend your lives in sin and misery,

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in the house of the Rising sun.

 

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Well, I've got on foot on the platform,

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the other foot on the train.

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I'm going back to New Orleans,

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to wear that ball and chain.

 

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Well there is a house in New Orlieans,

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they call the Rising sun.

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And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy,

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and God, I know I'm one.

  
 
 
 

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