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There is a house in New Orleans
They call The Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many other poor boys
And god, I know, I'm one
My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in new orleans
And the only thing a gambler needs is
A suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he'll be satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk
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
Well I've got one foot on the platform
And the other on the train
I am going Back to new orleans
to wear that ball and chain
There is a house in New Orleans
They call The Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many other poor boys
And god, I
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