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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
Em H7 Em
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
Em H7 Em
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
Em H7 Em
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
Em H7 Em
To wear the ball and chain.
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I'm going back to New Orleans
Em G H7
My race is almost run;
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I'm going back to spend the rest of my life
Em H7 Em
Beneath that Rising Sun.
