.There is a house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl me, oh God, I'm one
My mother was a tailor She sewed these new blue jeans
My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord, way down in New Orleans
Now the only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase a.
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