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House of the Rising Sun Lyrics

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 young poor boy
and god,i know i´m one
My mother was a tailor
sewed my new blue jeans
my father was a gamblin´man
down in new orleans

Now the only thing he ever needs
is a suitcase ans a trunx
and the only time he´s satisfield
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
with one foot on the pltform
and the other foot on the train
i know he´s back to new orleans
to war that ball and chain
well there is a house in new orleans
they call the "rising sun"
and its been the ruin of many a young poor boy
and god,i know i´m one
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