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There is a house in New Orleans
When i was 15 years old i could play the organ solo
They call the Rising Sun
we did not knoe what a whore house was
back then we were too young
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
i had a farfisa organ once they repossesed it
cause i could not make the payments
And God I know I'm one
the only one the tailors son
My mother was a tailor
momma had a Singer sewing Machine
i drove her crazy and made her too nervous
every time she used it
She sewed my new bluejeans
yeah yeah yeah
My father was a gamblin' man
actually he was so tight he dropped a quarter once
and stepped on my little hand when i tried to pick it up
Down in New Orleans
I went there BEFORE the HUrricane and once after
I saw the damaged houses
Now the only thing a gambler needs
besides a bottle of drunk
Is a suitcase and trunk
we carryed the arkansas back packs
And the only time he's satisfied
satiaeted and full of hot dogs
Is when he's on a drunk
many people even the young boys
drank too much way back then
------ organ solo ------
Oh mother tell your children
this still applies today
Not to do what I have done
may GOd FOrbid them
Spend your lives in sin and misery
when I was old enought
i had plenty girlfriends
In the House of the Rising Sun
i always thought it was Japenese
Well, I got one foot on the platform
i walked down highway 95 in the pouring rain
The other foot on the train
always i was alone with my thoughts
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
someday
To wear that ball and chain
when monkeys fly
Well, there is a house in New Orleans
the NEW NEW Orleans after the clean up
They call the Rising Sun
im sure there is one there now
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
most definitely
And God I know I'm one
the only one the tailors son.
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