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Shelby Flint
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House of the Rising Sun
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/girl And me oh God, was one
My mother she a tailor She sewed old new blue jeans My father was a gamblin' man Drinks down in New Orleans
Well the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and trunk And the only thing she likes Is when he's on a drunk
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Oh my baby sister, tell your children Not to do what I have done Spend your lives in sin and misery In the House of the Rising Sun
Well, I got one foot on the platform The other foot on the train I'm goin' back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain
Well, 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
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