House of the Rising Sun

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There is
a house
in New Orleans

They call
the Rising Sun,

And it's been
the ruin
of many a poor girl,

And me,
oh God
for one

If I
had listened
to what my mother
said,

I'd have been
at home today,

But I was young
and foolish,
oh God,

Let a rambler
lead me
astray

Go tell my baby sister,
Don't do what I
have done,

But shun that house
in New Orleans,

They call
the Rising Sun.

I'm going back
to New Orleans,

My race
is almost run,

I'm going back
to spend my life
Beneath the Rising Sun

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Lyrics entered by Vincenzo Palleschi
e-mail: vince@risc.ifam.pi.cnr.it

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