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The House of the Rising Sun
Nina Simone
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There is a house in New Orleans
They call it the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl
And me, oh God, I'm one
If I had only listened to what my mama said
I'd be at home today
But bein' so young and foolish, my Lord
Let a gambler lead me astray
Now, my mother is a tailor
She sews those new blue jeans
And my sweetheart is a drunkard, Lord
Drinks down in New Orleans
Now the only thing that a drunken man needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Lord, is when he's on the run
Somebody, go get my baby sister
Tell her to do, never to do what I have done
But shun that house in New Orleans
They call it the Rising Sun
Well, I'm goin' back to New Orleans
My race is almost run
Yes, I'm goin' back to spend my life
Beneath, beneath, the Rising Sun
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