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Am D
There is a house in New Orleans,
Am E
they call the Rising Sun.
Am D
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy,
Am E Am
and God, I know I'm one.
Am D
My mother was a tailor,
Am E
sewed my new blue jean.
Am D
My father was a gamblin' man,
Am E Am
on down in New Orleans.
Am D
The only thing a gambler needs,
Am E
is a suitcase and trunk.
Am D
And the only time, he'll be satisfied,
Am E Am
is when he's all a drunk.
Am D
Got one foot on the platform.
Am E
The other foot on the train.
Am D
I'm going back to New Orleans,
Am E Am
to wear that ball and chain.
Am D
Oh! mother, tell your children,
Am E
Not to do what I have done.
Am D
Spend your lives in sin and misery,
Am E Am
In the House of the Rising Sun.
Am D
Well, there is a house in New Orleans,
Am E
They call the Rising Sun,
Am D
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy,
Am E Am
and God, I know I'm one. (3v.)
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