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Angel Forrest
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House of the Rising Sun
There is a house in New Orleans They call The Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor girls And God, I know I'm one
My mother was a tailor
She sowed my new blue jeans My sweetheart he was a gambler, oh, Lord Down in New Orleans
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Oh, mother, tell my baby sister Not to do what I have done But shun that house in New Orleans They call The Rising Sun
Is my one foot on the platform The other is on the train I'm going back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain
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