My mother was a tailor (org"> My mother was a tailor (org"> My mother was a tailor (org">
Lyrics House of The Rising Sun
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 (organ plays E7)
My mother was a tailor (organ: F7) She sewed my new blue jeans (organ: E7) My father was a gambling man Down in New Orleans. (organ plays E7)
Now the only thing a gambler needs (organ: F7) Is a suitcase and a trunk (organ: E7) And the only time, he's satisfied, Is when he's on a drunk (organ plays E7)
O, mother, tell your children (organ: F7) Not to do what I have done (organ: E7) Spend your lives in sin and misery In the House of Rising Sun (organ plays E7)
Well, I got one foot on the platform (organ plays F7) The other foot on the train (organ: E7) I'm going back to New Orleans (organ: F7) To wear that ball and chain (organ plays E7#9)
Well, there is a house in New Orleans (organ: F7) They call the "Rising Sun" (organ: E7) And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know, I'm one
(a tempo) (ritardando) (organ plays Am9; guitar equivalent: x-0-5-5-5-7)