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letra de house of the rising sun - waylon jennings

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there is a house in new orleans,
they call the rising sun,
and it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy,
and god i know i’m one.

my mother was a tailor,
she sewed my new bluejeans,
my father was a gamblin man,
down in new orleans.

now the only thing a gambler needs,
is a suitcase and trunk,
and the only time he’s satisfied,
is when he’s on a drunk.

oh mother tell your children,
not to do what i have done:
to spend your lifes in sin and misery,
in the house of the rising sun.

well i got one foot on the platform,
the other foot on the train,
i’m going back to new orleans,
to wear that ball and chain.

well, there is a house in new orleans,
they call the rising sun,
and it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy,
and god i know i’m one

- waylon jennings

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