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There is a in New Orleans
call it the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor
And me, oh God, I'm one

If I had listened of what my mama said
I'd be at today
But so young and foolish, my Lord
Let a lead me astray

Now, my is a tailor
She sews new blue jeans
And my sweetheart is a drunkard,
down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a drunken man
Is a and a trunk
And the time he's satisfied
Lord, is when on the run

Somebody, go get my baby
her to do what I have done
But shun that house in New
They call it the Sun

Well, I'm back to New Orleans
My race is run
Yes, I'm goin' back to my life
Beneath, beneath, the