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House Of The Risin' Sun

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There is a house down in New Orleans They call the risin sun. Its been the ruin of many a poor girl And me, oh God, I'm one. My mother was a tailor She sewed these new blue jeans My sweetheart was a gambler Down in New Orleans. Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time hes satisfied Is when hes on a drunk. Hell fill his glasses up to the brim And hell pass the cards around And the only pleasure he gets out of life Is ramblin from town to town. Oh tell my baby sister Not to do what I have done But shun that house in New Orleans They call the risin sun. And its one foot on the platform And the other foot on the train Im goin back to New Orleans To wear my ball and chain. Im going back to New Orleans My race is almost run Im goin back to end my life Down in the risin sun. There is a house in New Orleans They call the risin sun. Its been the ruin of many a poor girl And me, oh God, Im one.

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