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A-F G-O P-Z Christmas
House of the Rising Sun
(Traditional)

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

If I had listened what Mama said, I'd be at home today
Being so young and foolish, poor boy, let a rambler lead me astray

One foot is on the platform and the other one on the train
I'm going back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain

I'm going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run
Going back to spend the rest of my days beneath that Rising Sun

Go tell my baby brother, never do like I have done
To shun that house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun

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


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