"There is a house in New Orleans, They call the Rising Sun". A brothel. A place of prostitution
"And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy, And God, I know I'm one". This was almost me. This is the very trap I fell into, and almost got caught by satan. The only reason I'm still free is that I stopped in time, after 4 times.
"Oh mother, tell your children, Not to do what I have done". That is exactly what I'm trying to do with this site. The songs cannot be specific because satan will not allow that, but I am being specific.
"Well, I got one foot on the platform, The other foot on the train, I'm goin' back to New Orleans, To wear that ball and chain". This is the price you pay for indulging prostitutes. You become a prisoner to satan.
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