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Tuning: E A D G B E
Arranged by Kerry and the Angry Beaver + Chord Progressions as follows Am C D F Am C E E Am C D F
AmAllE tAmhroEughout the entire song. It's too long and too big to put over every single verse.
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. Amazing grace! How sweet the sound That saved a wretch like me. I once was lost, but now am found, Was blind, but now I see. My mother was a tailor. She sewed my new blue jeans. My father was a gamblin' man Down in New Or-leans. 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears relieved. How precious did that grace appear The hour I first believed. Now, the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and a trunk And the only time that he's satisfied Is when he's on a drunk Through many dangers, toils and snares I have already come; 'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far And grace will lead me home. Oh, Mother, tell your children Not to do what I have done. Spend your lives in sin and misery In the house of the risin' sun. The Lord has promised good to me His word my hope secures; He will my shield and portion be, As long as life endures. Well, I've got one foot on the platform. the other foot on the train. I'm goin' back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain. Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease, I shall possess within the veil, A life of joy and peace. Well, 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. When we've been there ten thousand years Bright shining as the sun, We've no less days to sing God's praise Than when we've first begun.