Intro: AmCDFAmEAmEAmCDF
There is a house in New Orleans,
AmCEE
They call the Rising Sun
AmCDF
And It's been the ruin of many poor boys
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And God, I know, I'm one
AmCDF
My mother was a tailor
AmCEE
She sewed my new blue jeans
AmCDF
My father was a gambling man
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Down in New Orleans
AmCDF
And the only things a gambler needs
AmCEE
Is a suitcase and a trunk
AmCDF
And the only time he is satisfied
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Is when he's all a-drunk
AmCDF
So mothers, tell your children
AmCEE
Not to do what I have done
AmCDF
Spend your life in sin and misery
AmEFCDFAmEAmE7
In the house of the Rising Sun
AmCDF
I've got one foot on the platform
AmCEE
The other foot on the train
AmCDF
I'm going back to New Orleans
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To wear the ball and chain
AmCDF
There is a house in New Orleans,
AmCEE
They call the Rising Sun
AmCDF
And It's been the ruin of many poor boys
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And God, I know, I'm one
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.