There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

Well mothers tell your children
Not to do what I have done
While you spend your life in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun

Well there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
Well It's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one

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