House of The Rising Sun

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“House of The Rising Sun” Lyrics

There is a house down in New Orleans
They call the rising sun

And it’s been the ruin of many poor girl
And me, oh God, I’m one.

My mother was a tailor
She sowed these new blue jeans

My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord
Down in New Orleans.

Now the only thing a gambler needsIs a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he’s satisfiedIs when he’s on a drunk.

He fills his glasses up to the brim
And he’ll pass the cards around

And the only pleasure he gets out of life
Is rambling 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 rising sun.

Well it’s one foot on the platform
And the other foot on the train

I’m going back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain.