Dec 27, 2006, 9:58 PM

House of the rising sun - Дом на изгряващото слънце 

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House of the rising sun
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.
My mother was a tailor,
She sewed my new bluejeans,
My father was a gamblin man,
Down in New Orleans.
Now the only thing a gambler needs,
Is a suitcase and trunk,
And the only time he's satisfied, ...

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