INTRO Am C D F Am E Am E The rest of the verse is basically the above in a different order Am C D F Am C E E Am C D F Am E Am C D F Am E Am E Organ Solo transcribed for guitar e|---5--7--8--12--12--12--12--10--8--5--5--3--5--17--17--17--17--15-| B|------------------------------------------------------------------| G|------------------------------------------------------------------| D|------------------------------------------------------------------| A|------------------------------------------------------------------| E|------------------------------------------------------------------| e|---12--10--12h15p12h15p12h15p12h15p12h15p12h15p12h15p12h15p12h15p-| B|------------------------------------------------------------------| G|------------------------------------------------------------------| D|------------------------------------------------------------------| A|------------------------------------------------------------------| E|------------------------------------------------------------------| e|---12--10--8--5--12--12--12--12--12--10--8--5--5--3--5--5p3-------| B|-------------------------------------------------------------5----| G|----------------------------------------------------------------2-| D|------------------------------------------------------------------| A|------------------------------------------------------------------| E|------------------------------------------------------------------| e|-----------------------------------------------------------------| B|---1--3--5--3--5--3--1-------------------------------------------| G|------------------------2--0--2----------------------------------| D|-----------------------------------------------------------------| A|-----------------------------------------------------------------| E|-----------------------------------------------------------------| Lyrics: 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 gambl-in man Down in new orleans 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 Mother tell your children not to do what I have done spend your life in missury in the house the rising sun 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 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