THE HOUSE OF THE RISING SUN American Folk Song TablEdited by James Kuder xeXˆ@F@ƒCHƒCÀC@I`I€ƒCˆ@ƒCC€FÀ†CÈ€†C@ CÀIàI ƒC À ƒC€ C F@ ŠCH  ‹CÀ C@ F€ ŠCˆ @ŠC C€ I IÀŠAÈ€ŠA@ AŠãÀŠã€ ãF@‹CH ‹CÀC@Fˆ  ƒD†F`ƒDÀ†FI D€ FÈ †FÀ†F@ I` I€ FÀIàIƒC ÀƒC€C F@†CH †CÀ C@ F€…Cˆ@ C€!I !IÀ!ƒAÈ!€"ƒA@#A$æ¨$^À$æ€%æ>There>is a >house in >New Or- >leans They >call the >Ris-ing>Sun.>It's >been the >ru-in of>man-y a poor >girl, And>I, oh >Lord, was>one. { If I had a-listened to what mama said, I'd be at home today. But I was young and foolish, poor girl, A gambler led me astray. My mother, she's a tailor, She sews those new blue jeans. My sweetheart is a drunkard, Lord, He drinks down in New Orleans. Go tell my baby sister now: "Don't do what I have done, Stay away from that house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun." With one foot on the platform And the other one on the train, I'm goin' back to New Orleans To wear the ball and chain. I'm goin' back to New Orleans, My race is almost run. I'm goin' back to spend my life Beneath the risin' sun.c 0.'"Dulcimer DAD