House of the Rising Sun
Waylon Jennings
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There is a house down in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin for many a poor boy and me Oh God, I'm one My mother was a tailor She sowed these old blue jeans My father was a gambler, Lord Down in New Orleans The only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time he's ever satisfied Is when he's on a drunk Go tell my baby sister Not to do the the things I've done Outshine that house down in New Orleans That they call the Rising Sun There is a house down in New Orleans That they call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin for many a poor boy and me Oh God, I'm one
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Written by: Alan Price
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