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Bob Dylan - House of the Risin' Sun lyrics
1) There is a house down in New Orleans They call the Risin' Sun And it's been the ruin of many poor girl And me, oh God, I'm a-one 2) My mother was a taylor She sewed these new blue jeans My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord Down in New Orleans 3) Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk 4) He fills his glasses up to the brim And he'll pace the cards around And the only pleasure he gets out of life Is ramblin' from town to town 5) Oh tell my baby sister Not to do as I have done But to shun that house in New Orleans They call the Risin' Sun 6) Well, it's one foot on the platform And the other foot on the train I'm goin' back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain 7) I'm a-goin' back to New Orleans My race is almost run I'm goin' back to end my life Down in the Risin' Sun 8) There is a house in New Orleans They call the Risin' Sun It's been the ruin of many poor girl And me, oh God, Im a-one |
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