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There	is a	house in	New Or	leans, they	call the	Rising	Sun

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It's	been the	ruin of	many poor	boy and	me, oh	Lord, I'm	one

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My	mother	was a	tailor	, she	sewed my	new blue	jeans

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My	father	was a	gambling	man way	down in	New Or	leans

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If	I had	listened to	what my Mama	said, I'd a	been at	home to	day

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	Being so	young and	foolish, poor	boy, let a	rambler	lead me a	stray

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The	only	thing a	gambler	needs is a	suitcase	and a	trunk

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And the	only	time he's	satis	fied is	when he's	on a	drunk

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Go	tell my	baby	sister	, not to	do what	I have	done

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But to	shun that	house in	New Or	leans they	call the	Rising	Sun

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I've got	one foot	on the	platform	, and the	other	on the	train

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I'm	going	back to	New Or	leans to	wear that	ball and	chain

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I'm	going	back to	New Or	leans, my	race is	almost	run

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I'm	going	to spend the	rest of my	life in the	House of the	Rising	Sun