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Cristina Latini

Amanda Borgheresi

Agnese Costantino

Hadiel Scarozza

There is a house down in new orleans

They call the risin sun

And it's been the ruin

of many a poor boy

And me, oh god, I'm a-one

There is a house down in new orleans

They call the risin sun

And it's been the ru...

My mother was a tailor

She sewed these new blue jeans

My sweetheart was a gambler, lord

Down in new orleans

My mother was a tailor

She sewed these new blue jeans

My sweetheart was a gambler, lo...

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

He fills his glasses up to the brim

And he'll pass the cards around

And the only pleasure he gets out of life

Is ramblin' from town to town

Now the only thing a gambler needs

Is a suitca...

Oh tell my baby sister not to do what I have done

But shun that house in New Orleans they call the risi...

Oh tell my baby sister not to do what I have done

But shun that house in New Orleans they call the rising sun

Well with one foot on the platform and the other foot on the train

I'm going back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain

I'm going back to New Orleans, my race is almost r...

I'm going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run

I'm going back to end my life down in 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 girl and me, oh God, I'm one