House Of The Rising Sun

Woody Guthrie

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Tom:
D [Verse 1]
D There is a house in New Orleans
D You call the Rising Sun
D G It's been the ruin of many a poor soul
D A D And me, oh God, I'm one [Verse 2]
D G If I'd listened to what mama said
D A D I'd be at home today
D Being so young and foolish, poor girl
A D I let a gambler lead me astray [Verse 3]
D G My mother she's a tailor
D Sews those new blue jeans
D G My sweetheart, he's a drunkard, Lord God
D A D He drinks down in New Orleans [Verse 4]
D G He fills his glasses to the brim
D A D Passes them around
D G D The only pleasure that he gets out of life
A D Is a-hoboin' from town to town [Verse 5]
D G The only thing a drunkard needs
D A D Is a suitcase and a trunk
D G The only time that he's half satisfied
D A D Is when he's on a drunk [Verse 6]
D G Go and tell my baby sister
D A D Never do like I have done
D A D Shun that house down in New Orleans
A D That they call that Rising Sun [Verse 7]
D G It's one foot on the platform
D A D One foot on the train
D G I'm going back down to New Orleans
D A D To wear my ball and my chain [Verse 8]
D G My life is almost over
D A D My race is almost run
D G Going back down to New Orleans
D A D To that house of the Rising Sun
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