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The Animlas-House of the rising sun
There is a house down in New Orleans
they call The Rising Sun.
And it's been the ruin of many poor girl,
and me oh God, I'm one.
My mother was a tailor,
she sewed these new blue jeans.
My sweetheart was a gambler, lord,
down in New Orleans.
Now the only thing a gambler needs
is a suitcase and a trunk.
And the only time he's satisfied
is when he's all a-drunk.
He fills his glasses up to the brim
and he'll pass the cards around.
And the only pleasure he gets out of life
is rambling from town to town.
Oh tell my baby sister
not to do what I have done
but shun that house down in New Orleans
they call The Rising Sun.
Well it's one foot on the platform
and the other put on the train.
I'm going back to New Orleans
to wear that ball and chain.
I'm a-going back to New Orleans,
my race is almost run.
I'm going back to end my life
down in The Rising Sun
There is a house in New Orleans
they call The Rising Sun.
It's been the ruin of many poor girl,
and me oh God, I'm one.
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