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The House Of The Rising Sun (trad.)


There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many poor boy
And me oh Lord am one

My mother is a tailor
She sews them new blue jeans
My father is a gambling man
Down in New Orleans

The only time I seen him
With his suitcase and his trunk
The only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

Go tell my baby sister
Not to do what I have done
But to shun that house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many poor boy
And me oh Lord am one