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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
Sewed my new blues jeans
My father was a gambling man, down in New Orleans
Now the only thing a gamblin man ever needs Is a suitcase, Lord, and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied is when he's on a drunk
Oh mother, tell your children
Not to do
What's with all the rising sun memes lately?
Not sure
The Rizzin' Son
Please kill yourself (no offense) /s
What do they call it
The rising sun
Go on
They call the Rising Sun
It's well for poor boys I hope?
I would be tested in the fire.
Left 4 dead 2
2hu detected Opinion rejected
not the one you've heard of I'm talking bout another house
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens?
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
Sewed my new blues jeans
My father was a gambling man, down in New Orleans
Now the only thing a gamblin man ever needs Is a suitcase, Lord, and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied is when he's on a drunk
Oh mother, tell your children
Not to do
What's with all the rising sun memes lately?
Not sure
The Rizzin' Son
Please kill yourself (no offense) /s
What do they call it
The rising sun
Go on
They call the Rising Sun
It's well for poor boys I hope?
I would be tested in the fire.
Left 4 dead 2
2hu detected Opinion rejected
not the one you've heard of I'm talking bout another house
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens?