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The House Of The Rising Sun

	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
	My mother was a tailor
	She sew my new blue jeans
	And my father was a gambling man
	Down in New Orleans
	And the only thing a gambler needs
	Is a suitcase and a trunk
	And the only time that he's satisfied
	Is when he's on a drunk
	Oh, mother tell your children
	Not to do what I have done
	Spend your life sincere in misery
	In the house of the Rising Sun
	I got one foot on the platform
	And the other on the train
	I'm going back to New Orleans
	To wear the ball and chain
	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

	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
	My mother was a tailor
	She sew my new blue jeans
	And my father was a gambling man
	Down in New Orleans
	And the only thing a gambler needs
	Is a suitcase and a trunk
	And the only time that he' s satisfied
	Is when he' s on a drunk
	Oh, mother tell your children
	Not to do what I have done
	Spend your life sincere in misery
	In the house of the Rising Sun
	I got one foot on the platform
	And the other on the train
	I' m going back to New Orleans
	To wear the ball and chain
	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