There is a house in New Orleans
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They call the Rising Sun
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And it's been the ruin of many a poor girl
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And me, oh God, for one
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If I had listened to what my mother said
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I'd have been at home today
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But I was young, and foolish, oh God
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Let a rambler lead me astray
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Go tell my baby sister
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Don't do what I have done
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But shun that house in New Orleans
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They call the Rising Sun
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I'm going back to New Orleans
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My race is almost run
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I'm going back to spend my life
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Beneath that Rising Sun
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