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There is a house in New Orleans 
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They call the Rising Sun 
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It has been the ruin of many a poor girl 
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And me, oh, God, was one 
 
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My mother was a tailor, 
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She sewed them new blue jeans. 
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My lover he was a gambler, Oh Lord 
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Gambled down in New Orleans. 
 
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My husband was a gambling man 
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He went from town to town; 
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And the only time he was satisfied 
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Was when he drank his liquor down. 
 
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Now the only thing a gambling man needs 
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Is a suitcase and a trunk; 
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And the only time he's ever satisfied 
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I when he's on a drunk 
 
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Go and tell my baby sister 
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Never do like I have done, 
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But to shun that house in New Orleans 
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That they call the Rising Sun 
 
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With one foot on the platform, 
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And one foot on the train 
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I'm goin' back to New Orleans 
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To wear the ball and chain. 
 
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I'm going back to New Orleans 
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My race is almost run; 
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I'm going back to spend the rest of my life 
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Beneath that Rising Sun.