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The September
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House of Rising Sun
There's a house in New Orleans That they call 'The Rising Sun' And it's been the ruin of many poor boys And God, I know I'm one...
My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans And My father was a gambling man down in New Orleans...
Oh Mother tell your children to do not what I've done Spend your lives in sin and misery down in the house of Rising Sun...
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