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There is a house in New Orleans,
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They call the "Rising Sun",
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It's been the ruin of many a poor girl, (boys?)
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And God, I know, I'm one.
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My mother was a tailor,
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She sewed those new blue jeans,
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my husbend he's a gambling man,
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(drinks) down in New Orleans.
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My husband in a gambler,
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He goes from town to town,
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The only time, he's satisfied, is when
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He drinks his liquor down.
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Oh, mother, tell your children
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Not to do what I have done –
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Spend your lives in sin and misery
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In the House of Rising Sun
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One foot on the platform,
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The other's on the train,
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I'm going back to New Orleans,
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to wear that ball and chain.
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Going back to New Orleans,
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My race is almost run,
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I'm going to spend the rest of my life,
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Beneath that "Rising Sun".
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