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There is a house in New Orleans,
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They call it Rising Sun.
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And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy,
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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 my new blue jeans
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My father was a gambling man
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Down in New Orleans.
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And the only thing a gambler needs
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Is a suitcase and a trunk.
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And the only time he is satisfied
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Is when he's on a drunk.
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So 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 a Rising sun.
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Well I've got one foot on the platform
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The other foot 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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There is a house in New Orleans,
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They call it Rising Sun.
