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They call, 'The Rising Sun'
And it's been a ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know, I'm one
My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new bluejeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans
Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time that he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk
Oh, mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the house of 'The Rising Sun'
Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call, 'The Rising Sun'
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know, I'm one
They call, 'The Rising Sun'
And it's been a ruin of many a poor boy
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- Track 6 on Defrosted
- 5 Pain in My Heart
- 7 I'm Movin'
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- Track 2 on Music for the People
- 1 Music for the People
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