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There is a house in New Orleans
They called the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one
My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gambling man
Down in New Orleans
Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk
Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the house of the rising sun
Well I got one foot on the platform
*The other foot on the train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain
Well there's a house in New Orleans
They called the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin for many a poor boy
*And God I know I'm one
There is a house in New Orleans
They called the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one
My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gambling man
Down in New Orleans
Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk
Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the house of the rising sun
Well I got one foot on the platform
*The other foot on the train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain
Well there's a house in New Orleans
They called the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin for many a poor boy
*And God I know I'm one
