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Am X_O_ _ _ _O |_|_|_|_1_| |_|_2_3_|_| |_|_|_|_|_| |_|_|_|_|_| |_|_|_|_|_|

C X_ _ _O_ _O |_|_|_|_1_| |_|_2_|_|_| |_3_|_|_|_| |_|_|_|_|_| |_|_|_|_|_|

D X_X_O_ _ _ |_|_|_|_|_| |_|_|_1_|_2 |_|_|_|_3_| |_|_|_|_|_| |_|_|_|_|_|

F  _ _ _ _ _ 1_1_1_1_1_1 |_|_|_2_|_| |_3_4_|_|_| |_|_|_|_|_| |_|_|_|_|_|

E O_ _ _ _O_O |_|_|_1_|_| |_2_3_|_|_| |_|_|_|_|_| |_|_|_|_|_| |_|_|_|_|_|

Left palm     2   1 | 3   | | | 4 T | | | | | | | | |  \| | | |

Introduction:   [ Am ]   [ C ]   [ D ]   [ F ]   [ Am ]   [ E ]   [ Am ]   [ E ]

Verse 1 & 6:   [ Am ] There is a [ C ] house in [ D ] New Orleans,

[ F ] They [ Am ] call the [ C ] Rising [ E ] Sun. [ E ]

And its [ Am ] been the [ C ] ruin of [ D ] many a poor [ F ] boy,

And [ Am ] God, I [ E ] know, I'm [ Am ] one.

[ C ]   [ D ]   [ F ]   [ Am ]   [ E ]   [ Am ]   [ E ]

My mother was a tailor, She sewed my new blue jeans.
My father was a gambling man, Down in New Orleans.

Now the only life a gambler knows, Is a suitcase and a trunk.
And the only time when he is satisfied, Is when he's stone drunk.

Oh mothers, tell your children, Not to do what I have done.
Don't spend your lives in sin and misery, In the House of the Rising Sun.

With one foot on the platform, The other on the train.
I'm going back to New Orleans, To wear that ball and chain.

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T = thumb number = finger of left hand X = string not played 0 = play string open thin string chord grid right