There is a house in New OrleansThey call the Risin' SunAnd it's been the ruin of many a poor boy.In God, I know I'm one.My mother was a tailor.She sewed my new blue jeans.My father was a gamblin' manDown in New Orleans.Now, the only thing a gambler needsIs a suitcase and a trumpAnd the only time that he's satisfiedIs when he's all a-drunk.Oh, Mother, tell your childrenNot to do what I have done.Spend your lives in sin and miseryIn the house of the risin' sun.Well, I've got one foot on the platform.The other foot on the train.I'm goin' back to New OrleansTo wear that ball and chain.Well, there is a house in New OrleansThey call the Risin' SunAnd it's been the ruin of many a poor boy.In God, I know I'm one.
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