Rising Sun Blues (Remastered)

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The Pomegranate County Irregulars

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There is a house in New Orleans, they call The Rising Sun
With women, drink, and gambling, there's something for everyone

My father was a gambler, down in New Orleans
He knew every angle, and near always got away clean

I grew up to play chances, willing to take a game
Like my father I cheated, we were so much the same

Folks played with me and chased me from Arkansas to Houston
Though it was my father's town, I set up in The Rising Sun

It was hours and hours of winning, nights of success there
Then one night in The Rising Sun, my father pulled up a chair

We both knew what we were doing, we truly gave it our all
With every chip on the table, time to make his last call

I laid my cards on that worn-out felt: four queens saying how do you do
Four of his queens then joined them. He had cheated too

Now when it comes to a courtroom, they say justice is blind
Young men favored at pistols, leastways, that's what I find

I was the last one standing, it was the Sheriff who won
He took all of my winnings, banned me from the Rising Sun

I've got one foot on the platform, the other foot on the train
My father dead, and empty pockets, I must seek a new game

There is a house in New Orleans, they call The Rising Sun
Women, drink, and killing, there's something for everyone

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