The House of Rising Sun
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| 1. | There | is a | house in | New Orleans |
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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 |
| 2. | My mother was a tailor |
| She sewed my new blue jeans |
| My father was a gamblin' man |
| Down in New Orleans |
| 3. | Now the only thing a gambler needs |
| Is a suitcase and a trunk |
| And the only time he'll be satisfied |
| Is when he's all a-drunk |
| 4. | Oh mother, tell your children |
| Not to do what I have done |
| Spend your 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 |
| 6. | Well there is a house in New Orleans |
| They call the Rising Sun |
| And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy |
| And God I know I'm one |