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O'connor Sinead Miscellaneous The House Of The Rising Sun There is a house in New Orleans, they call it Rising Sun. And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy, and God, I know I'm one. My mother was a tailores sewed my new blue jeans my father was a gamblin' man down in New Orleans. Now the only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and a trunk. And the only time he'll be satisfied is when he's down and 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. Well I've got one foot on the platform the other foot on the train. I'm going back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain. There is a house in New Orleans, they call it Rising Sun. And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy, and God, I know I'm one. |
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