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There is a house in New Orleans |
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They call the rising sun |
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And its been the ruin of many a poor boy |
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And me oh god im one. |
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Im going to tell my baby sister |
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Please dont do like i have done |
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Please shun that house in New Orleans |
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They call the Rising sun. |
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If I had Listened to what my Mama said |
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I would not be here today |
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You'd have been so young and foolish wild |
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I let her ramble Orleans this way. |
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Im going back to New Orleans |
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My race is almost won |
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Im going back to spend the rest of my life |
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Benieth the rising sun. |