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House Of The Rising Sun
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James Durbin
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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 Well my mother she was a tailor And she sewed my new blue jeans And my father he was a gamblin' man Living way down in New Orleans Well the only thing every gambler needs Is a suitcase, suitcase and a trunk The only time ever see him satisfied It is when he's high on drunk So mother, please tell all the children Not to do what I have done Please don't spend your lives in sin and misery Living in the House of the Rising Sun I got one foot on the platform And I've got my other foot on the train Looks like I'm goin' back to New Orleans To sway that ball and chain Well, there is a house in New Orleans They call it the Rising Sun It's been the ruin of so many a poor boy And God, well I know I'm one Yes, there is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun
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