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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 poor girls
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And me, Oh God, I'm one
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My mother was a tailor
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She sewed this new blue jeans
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My sweetheart was a gamblin,Lord
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Down in New Orleans
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Now the only thing a gambler needs
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Is a suitcase and a trunk
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And the only time he's satisfied
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Is when he's on a drunk
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He filled his glasses up to the brim
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He passed the cards arround
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And the only pleasure he gets out of life
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Is ramblin' from town to town
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Oh tell my baby sister
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Not to 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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Now it's one foot on the platform
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And the other foot on the train
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I'm going back to New Orleans
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To wear that ball and chain
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Now 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 end my life
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there in the rising sun
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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 poor girl
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And me, Oh God, I'm one