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Eric Burdon - House of the Risin' Sun
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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 God, I know I'm one.
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My mother was a tailor.
She sewed my new blue jeans.
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 a trunk.
And the only time that 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,
To spend your life in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun.
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With one foot on the platform
And the other foot on the train,
I'm going back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain.
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There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun,
And it's been the ruin of many young poor boys.
And god, I know I'm one.
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