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doc watson & merle watson - rising sun blues lyrics

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[verse 1]
there is a house down in new orleans
they call the rising sun
and it’s been the ruin of a many poor boy
and me, oh god, for one

[verse 2]
then fill the glasses to the brim
let the drinks go merrily around
and we’ll drink to the health of a rounder poor boy
who goes from town to town

[verse 3]
the only thing that a rounder needs
is a suitcase and a trunk
and the only time he’s satisfied
is when he’s all a drunk

[verse 4]
now, boys, don’t believe what a girl tells you
though her eyes be blue or brown
unless she’s on some scaffold high
saying, “boys, i can’t come down”

[verse 5]
go tell my youngest brother
not to do the things i’ve done
but to shun that house down in new orleans
they call the rising sun
[verse 6]
i’m going back, back to new orleans
for my race is nearly run
gonna spend the rest of my weaked life
beneath that rising sun

- doc watson merle watson lyrics

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