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Am C D F There is a house in New Orleans Am C E E they call the Rising Sun Am C D F and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy Am E Am E and, God, I know I'm one. Am C D F My mother was a tailorest, Am C E E she sewed my new bluejeans; Am C D F my father was a gamblin' man Am E Am E down in New Orleans. Am C D F Now, the only thing a gambler needs Am C E E is a suitcase and a trunk Am C D F and the only time that he's satisfied Am E Am E is when he's down and drunk. Am C D F So, mothers tell, tell your children Am C E E not to do what I have done ... aahoooo, Am C D F not to spend there lives in sin and misery Am E Am E in the House of the Rising Sun. Am C D F I got one foot on the platform Am C E E and another on the train; Am C D F I'm goin' now (home?) to New Orleans Am E Am E to wear that ball and chain. Am C D F There is a house in New Orleans Am C E E they call the Rising Sun Am C D F and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy Am E Am E and, God, I know I'm one. Outro Am C D F Am C D F Am C D F Am C D F Am C D F Am
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