There is a house in Old Raibanth
It's called the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
Yelm knows, and I was one.
My Father was a Soldier
With a Bright shield and a spear
My Mother was a serving girl
Down by the old Oslir
Now when she spied my father there
she knew just what he'd like
from the way he wore his armour bold
and the way he held his pike!
Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun
Now when you serve Yelmalio
You can't do what you Please
So I'm going back to Old Raibanth
To take on another geas
There is a house in Old Raibanth
It's called the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
Yelm knows, and I was one.
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