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Am Spend your C lives in Dm sin and F misery. In the Am House of the E Rising Am Sun E7. Well, I got Am one foot C on the Dm plat- F form. The Am other foot C on the E train E7. I'm Am goin' C back to Dm New Or- F leans. To Am wear that E ball and Am chain E7. Well, there Am is a C house in Dm New Or- F leans. They Am call the C Rising E Sun E7.
There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know I'm one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and trunk And the only time he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk Oh mother, tell your children Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery. In the House of the Rising Sun. Well, I got one foot on the platform. The other foot on the train. I'm goin' back to New Orleans. To wear that ball and chain. Well, there is a house in New Orleans. They call the Rising Sun. And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy.
House of the Rising Sun. Compositor: Alan Price, Traditional. There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know I'm one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and trunk
There is a house in New Orleans They call the Risin' Sun And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know I'm one My mother was a tailor She sewed my new blue jeans My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Orleans Now, the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time that he's satisfied Is when he's all a-drunk
House of the Rising Sun Lyrics: There is a house in New Orleans / They call the Rising Sun / And it's been the ruin of many young poor boy / Well God, I know I'm one / My mother was a tailor / She
The Dead South - House Of The Rising Sun (Letra y canción para escuchar) - There is a house in New Orleans / They call the rising sun / And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy / Well God, I know I'm one / My mother was a tailor /
Today, we’re bringing you another entry in American Blues Scene’s exclusive “ Brief History of a Song ” series. To most people, even mentioning House of the Rising Sun evokes memories of The Animals ‘ 1964 smash hit, with it’s instantly recognizable circular chord pattern in A-minor. The song itself, however, enjoys a hidden and
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