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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My mother was a tailor
Sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans
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Now the only thing the gambler needs
Is suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he'll be satisfied
Is when he's all drunk
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Oh, mother, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun
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Well, where 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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And God, I know I'm one
And God, I know I'm one