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{title: House Of The Rising Sun}
{subtitle: The Animals}

{a:Vorspiel: Am C D F Am C E E}

{bridge}
	[Am]There is a [C]house in [D]New Orl[F]eans,
	[Am]They call the [C]Rising [E]Sun  [E]
	And It's b[Am]een the [C]ruin of [D]many a poor [F]boy
	[Am]And God, I [E]know, I'm [Am]one  [C] [D] [F] [Am] [E] [Am] [E]
{/bridge}

{chorus}
	My mother was a tailor
	She sewed my new blue jeans
	My father was a gambling man
	Down in New Orleans
{/chorus}

{bridge}
	And the only things a gambler needs
	Is a suitcase and a trunk
	And the only time he's satisfied
	Is when he's all a-drunk
{/bridge}

{chorus}
	I've got one foot on the platform
	The other foot on the train
	I'm going back to New Orleans
	To wear the ball and chain
{/chorus}

{bridge}
	So mothers, tell your children
	Not to do what I have done
	Spend your life in sin and misery
	In the house of the Rising Sun
{/bridge}