House of the Rising Sun

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Dave Van Ronk - Pop

House of the Rising Sun

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There is a house down in New Orleans They call the rising sun And it's been the ruin of many poor girl And me, oh god, I'm one My mother, she's a tailor She sews those new blue jeans My daddy he's a drunkard Drinks down in New Orleans Well, the only thing a drunkard needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk Oh tell my baby sister Not to do what I have done But shun that house in New Orleans They call the rising sun Well, it's one foot on the platform And the other foot 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 end my life Beneath that rising sun

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