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House of the Rising Sun lyrics
My mother was a tailor
She sewed these new blue jeans
My father was a gambler
Down in New Orleans
The only thing a gambler needs
His suitcase and a trunk
The only pleasure he gets out of life
When he's all drunk
I know the song I sing when
I spend my time in
Down at the Rising Sun
So mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend my life in sitting in misery
Down at the Rising Sun
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- Track 9 on Blue Corpse
- 8 Harmonica
- 10 Only Lover
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