Georgia Turner - House of the rising sun

(There ^Emis a) House in New Or^Cleans, They call the Rising ^EmSun. It’s ^Cbeen the ^Emruin of many poor girl and me, Oh God, for ^Cone.

So ^Emtell my baby sis^Cters, never do as I have ^Emdone. To ^Cshun that ^Emhouse in New Orleans they call the rising ^Csun.

My ^Emmother she’s a tai^Clor, she sews those new blue ^Emjeans. My ^Csweetheart ^Emis a drunkard, Lord-Lord, drinks down in New Or^Cleans.

The ^Emonly thing that a drunkard ^Cneeds is a suitcase or a ^Emtrunk. The ^Conly ^Emtime he’s satisfied, is when he’s on a ^Cdrunk.

One ^Emfoot is on the plat^Cform, and the other one on a ^Emtrain. I’m ^Cgoing ^Emback to New Orleans to wear that ball and ^Cchain.