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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 me my Lord I'm one
My mother she did raise me
She fed me pork and beans
My father was a gamblin' man
Way down in New Orleans
I rambled this world over
Ain't found no friends no rest
I'm going back to New Orleans
The place they know me best
Well, there is a house in New Orleans
And it's called the Rising Sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And me my Lord I'm one
And me my Lord I'm one, I'm one, I'm one
Yes I'm one
The House of the Rising Sun was written by Traditional.