The House of the Rising Sun


<chord> {t:The House of the Rising Sun} {st:Bluesy amerikansk folkevise}

There [Am]is a h[C]ouse in N[D]ew Orl[F]eans,

They c[Am]all the «R[C]ising S[E7]un»,

It's b[Am]een the r[C]uin of m[D]any a poor b[F]oy (girl)

And G[Am]od, I kn[E]ow, I'm [Am]one[E7]

My mother was a tailor sewed my new bluejeans, My father was a gamblin' man down in New Oeleans.

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

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've 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… </chord>

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