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| There | is a | house in | New Or- | leans, They | call the | Rising | Sun |
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| And it's | been the | ruin of | many a po' | girl, And | me, Oh | God, I'm | one. |
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| My | mother | was a | tailor | , She | sewed my | new blue | jeans |
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| My | sweetheart | was a | gambler | lord, | down in | New | Orleans. |
| . . . |
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| Now the | only | thing a | gambler | needs, Is a | suitcase | and a | trunk |
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| And the | only | time he's | satis- | fied, Is | when he's | on a | drunk. |
| . . . |
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| He | fills his | glass up | to the | brim, And he'll | pass the | cards a- | round |
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| And the | only | pleasure he | gets outa | life, Is | ramblin from | town to | town. |
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| Go | tell my | baby | sister, | , Not to | do what | I have | done |
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| But to | shun that | house in | New Or- | leans, They | call the | Rising | Sun. |
| . . . |
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| Well it's | one foot | on the | platform, | . . .and the | other foot | on the | train |
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| I'm | goin' | back to | New Or- | leans, to | wear that | ball and | chain |
| . . . |
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| Well I'm | goin' | back to | New Or- | leans, my | race is | almost | run |
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| I'm | goin' | back to | end my | life, down | in the | Rising | Sun |
| . . . |
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| There | is a | house in | New Or- | leans, they | call the | Rising | Sun |
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| And it's | been the | ruin of | many a po' | girl, and | me, Oh | God, I'm | one. |
I like this version:) lots of improv avalible:) thanks for posting