Refren: Am C D F There is a house in New Orleans Am C E E7 they call the Rising Sun Am C D F and it's been a ruin of many a poor boy Am E Am and God, I know, I'm one Prehod: C D F Am E Am E My mother was a tailor she sew my new blue jeans My father was a gambling man down in New Orleans Prehod: The only thing a gambler needs is a suitcase and a trunk and the only time that he is satisfied is when he's on a drunk Prehod: Oh mother, tell your children not to do what I have done Just spend your life sincere in misery in the house of the Rising Sun Prehod: I've got one foot on the platform the other foot on a train I'm going back to New Orleans to wear that ball and chain Refren: Prehod: