House of the Rising Sun

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There is a house in New Orleans,    they call the Rising Sun.
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And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy,  and God I know I'm one         .
  
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My mother was a tailor,      she sewed my new blue jeans.
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My father was a gamblin' man,    down in New Orleans.

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Now the only   thing a   gambler  needs,     is a suitcase and trunk.
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And the only time he's satisfied    Is when he's on a drunk.

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Oh mother tell your children,   not to do what I have done.
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Spend your lives in sin and misery,   in the House of the Rising Sun.

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Well, I got one foot on the platform,     the other foot on the train.
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I'm goin' back to New Orleans,   to wear that ball and chain.

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Well, there is a house in New Orleans, they call the Rising Sun.
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And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy,   and God I know I'm one.