Am C D F Am E Am E

Am   C        D           F

There is a house in New Orleans

Am       C      E

They call the Rising Sun

Am       C       D           F

And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy

Am     E         Am     C  D  F  Am E Am E

and God, I know, I'm one

My mother she was a tailor

She sewed my new blue jeans

My father was a gamblin' man

Way down in New Orleans

Now the only thing that gamblin'  does

Is it soon takes every buck

and the only time he is satisfied

Is when he's on a drunk

Oh mother, tell your children

not to do what I have done

To spend their lives in sin and misery

in the house of the rising sun

Well, I've got one foot on the platform

The other's on the train

I'm going back to New Orleans

wearin' a 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

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