there is a house in new orleans
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they call the rising sun
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and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
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and god i know i'm one
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my mother was a tailor
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she sewed my new blue jeans
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my father was a gambling man
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down in new orleans
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now the only thing a gambler needs
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is a suicace and a trunk
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and the only tume he's satistied
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iswhen he's on a drunk
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oh mother tell your children
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not to do what i have done
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spends your lives in sin and misery
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in the house of the rising sun
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well i got one foot on the platform
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th other foot on the train
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i'm going back to new orleans
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to wear that balland chain
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well,there is a house in new orleans
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they call the rising sun
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and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
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and god i know i'm one
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House Of The Rising Sun (Animals)
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