Rising Sun Blues

	  		
Intro: D  A  D 

verse 1 

D                           D7 
There is a house down in New Orleans 
     G               D 
They call the Rising Sun  
D                           G 
And it's been the ruin of a many poor boy 
    D      A         D 
And me, oh God , for one 


verse 2 

D                        D7 
Then fill the glasses to the brim 
        G                  D 
Let the drinks go merrily around 
D                                  G 
And we'll drink to the health of a rounder poor boy 
    D         A7       D 
Who goes from town to town 


verse 3 

D                         D7      
The only thing that a rounder needs 
     G              D 
Is a suitcase and a trunk 
D                      G 
And the only time he's satisfied 
   D         A7   D  
Is when he's on a drunk 


Instrumental 

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G   D 

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verse 4 

D                                       D7  
Now boys don't believe what a girl tells you 
           G               D 
Though her eyes be blue or brown 
D                    G        G7 
Unless she's on some scaffold high 
        D       A7         D 
Saying "Boys, I can't come down." 


Verse 5 

D                          D7 
Go tell my youngest brother 
       G                  D 
Not to do the things I've done 
D                              G 
But to shun that house down in New Orleans 
     D        A      D 
They call the Rising Sun 


Instrumental 

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Verse 6 

D                           D7 
I'm going back, back to New Orleans 
       G              D 
For my race is nearly run 
D                          G 
Gonna spend the rest of my wicked life 
  D          A      D 
Beneath that Rising Sun