{"id":3823,"date":"2025-08-03T08:59:06","date_gmt":"2025-08-03T07:59:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.fabiotordi.it\/blog\/?p=3823"},"modified":"2025-07-25T09:00:22","modified_gmt":"2025-07-25T08:00:22","slug":"the-house-of-the-rising-sun","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.fabiotordi.it\/blog\/?p=3823","title":{"rendered":"The House of the Rising Sun"},"content":{"rendered":"\n

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
Dear God, I know I was one<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
And my father was a gamblin’ man
Way down in New Orleans<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he’s satisfied
Is when he’s a drunk<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Oh, mother, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
To spend your lives in sin and misery
In the house of the rising sun<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I got one foot on the platform
And another on the train
And I’m going back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain<\/p>\n\n\n\n

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
Dear God, I know I was one
Dear God, I know I was the one<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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