AmCDF There is a house in New Orleans, AmGE They call the Rising Sun AmCDF And It's been the ruin of many a poor boy AmEAmCE And God, I know, I'm one AmCDF My mother was a tailor AmGE She sewed my new blue jeans AmCDF My father was a gambling man AmEAmCDFAmE Down in New Orleans AmCDF And the only things a gambler needs AmGE Is a suitcase and a trunk AmCDF And the only time he's satisfied AmEAmCDFAmE Is when he's all a-drunk AmCDF I've got one foot on the platform AmGE The other foot on the train AmCDF I'm going back to New Orleans AmEAmCDFAmE To wear the ball and chain AmCDF So mothers, tell your children AmGE Not to do what I have done AmCDF Spend your life in sin and misery AmEAmCDFAmE In the house of the Rising Sun AmCDF There is a house in New Orleans, AmCE They call the Rising Sun AmCDF And It's been the ruin of many a poor boy AmEAmCDFAmE And God, I know, I'm one AmC Enjoy!