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There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it′s been the ruin of many a poor boy
And Lord, I know I'm one
My mother was a tailor boy
She sewed my old blue jeans
My daddy was a gamblin′ man
Way down in New Orleans
I got one foot on the platform, boy
The other's on the train
I'm goin′ down to New Orleans
To pull that ball and chain
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it′s been the ruin of many a poor boy
And Lord, I know I'm one
In the house of the Rising Sun
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Writer(s): Traditional, Cornelis Cees Hartog Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
