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Текст (слова) песни: Doors, The - House of the Rising SunThere is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it`s been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I`m one My mother was a tailor Sewed my new blue jeans My father was gamblin` man Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time he`ll be satisfied Is when he`s all a-drunk Oh mother, tell your children Not to do what I have done Spend your lives in sin and misery In the house of the Rising Sun Well I`ve got one foot on the platform The other foot on the train I`m going back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain Well there is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it`s been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I`m one
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