Bob Walsh House Of The Rising Sun
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one
My mother she was a tailor
She sewed my new bluejeans
My daddy, daddy was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans
Now the only thing That a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk
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Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun
One foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I believe I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor boy
Oh, God I know I'm one
Oh, God I know I'm one
I Saaid god I am one