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There is a house in New Orleans

They call the Rising Sun

And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl

And God I know I'm one

My mother was a tailor

She sewed my new blue jeans

My father was a gambling man

Down in New Orleans

Oh mother tell your children

Not to do what I have done

Don't spend your lives in sin and misery

In the house of the rising sun

Well I got one foot on the platform

The other foot on the train

I'm going back to New Orleans

To wear that ball and chain

Well there is a house in New Orleans

They call the Rising Sun

And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl

And God I know I'm one