House of the Rising Sun
There is a house in New Orleans
They call it the rising sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl
God I know I'm one
My Mother, well she used to be a tailor
Back then she sewed my new blue jeans
And my father, he was a gambling man
Down in New Orleans
There is a house down in New Orleans
They call it the rising sun
And you know it's been the ruin of many a poor girl
God I know, well God I know
Well God don't you know?
They call it the rising sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl
God I know I'm one
My Mother, well she used to be a tailor
Back then she sewed my new blue jeans
And my father, he was a gambling man
Down in New Orleans
There is a house down in New Orleans
They call it the rising sun
And you know it's been the ruin of many a poor girl
God I know, well God I know
Well God don't you know?
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