house of the rising sun — текст песни (dylan bob)

Heres the finger picking for this song, I think I works out alright


Am C D F

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Am C E

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Follow these stringing for the song

Am C D F
There is a house down in New Orleans

Am C E
They call the Risin` Sun

Am C D F
And it`s been the ruin of many poor girl

Am E Am E
And me, oh God, I`m a-one



2)

My mother was a taylor

She sewed these new blue jeans

My sweetheart was a gambler, Lord

Down in New Orleans



3)

Now the only thing a gambler needs

Is a suitcase and a trunk

And the only time he`s satisfied

Is when he`s on a drunk



4)

He fills his glasses up to the brim

And he`ll pace the cards around

And the only pleasure he gets out of life

Is ramblin` from town to town



5)

Oh tell my baby sister

Not to do as I have done

But to shun that house in New Orleans

They call the Risin` Sun



6)

Well, it`s one foot on the platform

And the other foot on the train

I`m goin` back to New Orleans

To wear that ball and chain



7)

I`m a-goin` back to New Orleans

My race is almost run

I`m goin` back to end my life

Down in the Risin` Sun



8)

There is a house in New Orleans

They call the Risin` Sun

It`s been the ruin of many poor girl

And me, oh God, Im a-one