House of the Rising Sun
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House of the Rising Sun Lyrics
There is a house
In New Orleans
They call the rising sun
And its been the ruin
Of many a poor boy
And god I know
Im one
Well my mama was a tailor
She sewed my new bluejeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans
Now the only thing
A gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he is satisfied
Is when he's on, and drunk
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
In New Orleans
They call the rising sun
And its been the ruin
Of many a poor boy
And god I know
Im one
Well my mama was a tailor
She sewed my new bluejeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans
Now the only thing
A gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he is satisfied
Is when he's on, and drunk
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
(Guitar solo)
Well there was a house In New Orleans
They called the rising sun
And its the ruin of many a poor boy
And god
I know
Im one
And god
I know
Im
One...
Well there was a house In New Orleans
They called the rising sun
And its the ruin of many a poor boy
And god
I know
Im one
And god
I know
Im
One...
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