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letra de the house of the rising sun - clarence ashley

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[verse 1]
there are a house in new orleans
they call the rising sun
where many poor boys to destruction has gone
and me, oh god, are one

[verse 2]
just fill a glass up to the brim
let the drinks go merrily around
we’ll drink to the life of a rambler, poor boy
who goes from town to town

[verse 3]
all in this world does a rambler want
is a suitcase and a trunk
the only time he’s satisfied
is when he’s on a drunk

[verse 4]
now boys, don’t believe what a young girl tells you
let her eyes be bluе or brown
unless she’s on some scaffold high
sayin’, “boys, i can’t climb down”

[verse 5]
i’m going thеre to new orleans
for my race is almost run
to spend the rest of my wicked life
beneath the rising sun

- clarence ashley

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