House of the Rising Sun

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[Intro] There is a house in Sin City They call The Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And, God, I know I'm one [Verse 1] My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in Sin City [Guitar Solo] [Verse 2] Now, the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk [Verse 3] Well, I've got one foot on the platform The other's on the train I'm goin' back to Sin City To wear that ball and chain [Guitar Solo] [Verse 4] Well, others, tell your children Never do what I have done Spend your lives in sin and misery In the House of the Rising Sun In the House of the Rising Sun [Outro] Well, there's a house in Sin City They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God knows that I, I'm one
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