House of the Rising Sun Lyrics

There is a house in New Orleans
They call The Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor girls
And God I know I'm one

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My mother was a Tailor
She sowed my new blue jeans.
My sweetheart

He was a gamblin' man down
In New Orleans
Oh mother tell my baby sister
Not to do what I have done

But shun that house in New Orleans
They call The Rising Sun
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It's my one foot on the platform
The other's on the train
I'm going back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain