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[Intro] D A D [Verse 1]

^DThere is a house down in New^D7 Orleans They ^Gcall the Rising ^DSun ^DAnd it's been the ruin of a ^Gmany poor boy And ^Dme, oh ^AGod , for ^Done

[Verse 2]

^DThen fill the glasses to ^D7the brim Let the ^Gdrinks go merrily a^Dround ^DAnd we'll drink to the health of a ^Grounder poor boy Who ^Dgoes from ^A7town to t^Down

[Verse 3]

^DThe only thing that a roun^D7der needs Is a ^Gsuitcase and a ^Dtrunk ^DAnd the only time he's ^Gsatisfied Is ^Dwhen he's ^A7on a ^Ddrunk

[Instrumental] D D7 G D D G D7 A7 D [Verse 4]

^DNow boys don't believe what a girl tells^D7 you Though her ^Geyes be blue or ^Dbrown ^DUnless she's on some ^Gscaffold ^G7high Saying "^DBoys, I ^A7can't come ^Ddown."

[Verse 5]

^DGo tell my youngest brother^D7 Not to ^Gdo the things I've ^Ddone ^DBut to shun that house down in ^GNew Orleans They ^Dcall the ^ARising ^DSun

[Instrumental] D D7 G D D G D7 A7 D [Verse 6]

^DI'm going back, back to New ^D7Orleans For my ^Grace is nearly ^Drun ^DGonna spend the rest of my ^Gwicked life Be^Dneath that ^ARising ^DSun

Doc Watson - Rising sun blues