There is a house down in New Orleans
They call the risin' sun.
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl
And me, oh God, I'm one.
My mother was a tailor
She sewed these new blue jeans
My sweetheart was a gambler
Down in New Orleans.
Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk.
And it's one foot on the platform
And the other foot on the train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear my ball and chain.
I'm going back to New Orleans
My race is almost run
I'm goin' back to end my life
Down in the risin' sun.
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the risin' sun.
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl
And me, oh God, I'm one.
They call the risin' sun.
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl
And me, oh God, I'm one.
My mother was a tailor
She sewed these new blue jeans
My sweetheart was a gambler
Down in New Orleans.
Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk.
And it's one foot on the platform
And the other foot on the train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear my ball and chain.
I'm going back to New Orleans
My race is almost run
I'm goin' back to end my life
Down in the risin' sun.
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the risin' sun.
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl
And me, oh God, I'm one.
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