Our Singing Country

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	Hollers and Blues
	i There is a house in New Orleans, they call the Rising Sun, IPs been the ruin of many poor girl, and me, O God, for one. 2   If I had listened what Mamma said, Pd V been at home today, Being so young and foolish, poor boy, let a rambler lead me astray. 3   Go tell my baby sister never do like I have done, To shun that house in New Orleans they call the Rising Sun. 4  My mother she's a tailor, she sold those new blue jeans, My sweetheart, he's a drunkard, Lord, Lord, drinks down in New Orleans. 5  The only thing a drunkard needs is a suitcase and a trunk, The only time he's satisfied is when he's on a drunk. 6  Fills his glasses to the brim, passes them around, Only pleasure he gets out of life is hoboin' from town to town. 7  One foot is on the platform and the other one on the train, I'm going back to New Orleans, to wear that ball and chain. 8   Going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run, Going back to spend the rest of my life beneath that Rising Sun.
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