Brand New Sin
House Of The Rising Sun
There is a house in New OrleansThey call the Rising SunAnd it's been the ruin of many poor boyAnd God I know I'm oneMy mother was a tailorShe sewed my new blue jeansMy father was a gamblin' manDown in New OrleansNow the only thing a gambler needsIs a suitcase and trunkAnd the only time he's satisfiedIs when he's on a drunkOh mother tell your childrenNot to do what I have doneSpend your lives in sin and miseryIn the House Of The Rising SunWell, I got one foot on the platformThe other foot on the trainI'm goin' back to New OrleansTo wear that ball and chain
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