house of the rising sun a dedication

my uncle larry passed away yesterday i dedicate this posting to you uncle. this was his favorite song, he would sit and strum his guitar and sing this song over and over and over, he taught me how to play it on my guitar back when i could still play and we often would sit and strum and sing this song. uncle larry suffered from
bipolar disease and also was a manic depressant, he is now at peace with our lord jesus christ who he recently accepted into his heart. for many years we didn't see each other because of a situation that happened when i was a teenager and he was not on his medicine. when mom died in 06 we sat for a bit and talked. i told him i didn;t hold him accountable for what happened anymore and had forgiven him he was glad it shows you should not hold a grudge with people, when you do sometimes you don't get to say goodbye and then you have no place to go. thanks for letting me reach out to him even in death he cared about others. god bless you uncle larry, here is to lippy the hippy as was his nickname


There is a house in New Orleans
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
She sewed my new bluejeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

------ organ solo ------

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

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

Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one



now your with jesus uncle larry, god bless and keep you love your niece