House Of The Rising Sun chords by Doc Watson

• Capo on 3rd

Intro:

Am C D F Am C E
Am C D F Am E Am



Verse 1:
Am         C             D         F
There is a house down in New Orleans
     Am       C      E
They call the Rising Sun
         Am       C         D         F
And it's been the ruin of a many poor boy
    Am     E        Am
And me, oh God
I'm one

Verse 2:
Am         C            D         F
Mamma, she worked for a tailor man
    Am           C        E
She sewed all my new blue jeans
       Am    C     D        F
And my daddy was a gamblin' man
       Am          E      Am
In the town of old New Orleans

Instrumental:
Am C D F Am C E
Am C D F Am E Am

Verse 3:
    Am   C            D            F
The only thing that a rounder ever needs
     Am       C    E
Is a suitcase or a trunk
        Am   C         D         F
And the only time he's ever satisfied
   Am        E    Am
Is when he's on a drunk

Verse 4:
     Am           C      D             F
Boys fill up your glasses right to the brim
        Am          C       E
Let the drinks flow merrily round
          Am           C           D            F
And we'll drink to the health of a rounder poor boy
    Am           E       Am
Who rambles from town to town

Verse 5:
    Am            C              D         F
Now fellas don't believe what a bad woman tells you
           Am      C       E
Though her eyes be blue or brown
  Am                  C  D                 F
Unless she's standing on some old scaffold high
       Am                  E           Am
Saying "Fellas they won't let me come down"

Instrumental:
Am C D F Am C E
Am C D F Am E Am

Verse 6:
   Am      C        D      F
Go tell my youngest brother
       Am           C           E
Not to do the awful things I've done
       Am            C             D          F
And to shun that old house down in New Orleans
          Am       E      Am
That they call the Rising Sun

Verse 7:
             Am      C            D          F
Soon they'll take me back down to New Orleans
   Am           C                E
To face all the crimes that I've done
             Am     C      D            F
Then they'll tie me to, an old ball and chain
  Am             E       Am
Until my earthly race is run