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

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My mother was a tailor  
She sewed my new bluejeans  
My father was a gamblin' man  
Down in New Orleans

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Now the only thing a gambler needs  
Is a suitcase and trunk  
And the only time he's satisfied  
Is when he's on a drunk

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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

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Well, I got one foot on the platform  
The other on the train  
I'm goin' back to New Orleans  
To wear that ball and chain

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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

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