The House of the Rising Sun
Claude King
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There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many poor boys and Lord I know I'm one My mother she was a taylor she sowed my new blue jeans My father he was a gambler way down in New Orleans 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 There is a house in New Orleans Poor mother go tell all your children not to do what I have done Spend your life in sin and misery in a house of the Rising Sun Well I got one foot on the black farm the other foot on a train I'm goin' back to New Orleans wear that ball and chain There is a house in New Orleans Yes Lord I know I'm on
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