THE HOUSE OF THE RISING SUN  (Bob Dylan)
 
 
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Well there is a house in New Orleans   they call the Rising Sun
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And it's been a ruin for many poor boys and god I know I'm one


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My mother was a taylor   she sewed my new blue jeans
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My father was a gambling man down in New Orleans


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Now the only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and a trunk
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And the only time that he's satisfied is when he's on a drunk


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Oh mother,  tell your children  not to do what I have done
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Spend your life in sin and misery in the House of the Rising Sun


           Am    C        D          F      Am        C      E
Well there is a house in New Orleans   they call the Rising Sun
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And it's been a ruin for many poor boys and god I know I'm one