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There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of a many a poor girl
And me, oh God, are one
If I had listened like momma said
I would not be here today
But being so young and foolish, oh god
That a gambler lead me astray
My mother she is a tailor
She sewed those new blue jeans
My sweatheart, he's a drunker
Drinks down in New Orleans
Go tell my baby sister
Never do like I have done
To shun that house in New Orleans
That they call, the Rising Sun
One foot's on the platform
And the other's on the train
I'm going back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain
I'm going back to New Orleans
My race is almost run
I'm going back to spend my life
Beneath that Rising Sun
There is a house in New Orleans
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