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House of the rising sun

Am C D F
There is a house in New Orleans,
Am C E7
They call the "Rising Sun",
Am C D F
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl, (boys?)
Am E Am E7
And God, I know, I'm one.

My mother was a tailor,
She sewed those new blue jeans,
my husbend he's a gambling man,
(drinks) down in New Orleans.

My husbend in a gambler,
He goes from town to town,
The only time, he's satisfied, is when
He drinks his liquor down.

Oh, mother, tell your children
Not to do what I have done -
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of Rising Sun

One foot on the platform,
The other's on the train,
I'm going back to New Orleans,
to wear that ball and chain.

Going back to New Orleans,
My race is almost run,
I'm going to spend the rest of my life,
Beneath that "Rising Sun".

Версия 2
House of the Rising Sun

Hmm...
Not Dylan, definitely not the Animals, probably traditional.
The chords posted earlier aren't the way I play it, though I haven't
played it in a while and may be a bit off. I'll check it when I get home
and if it's really wrong I'll repost tomorrow.Here goes.

I don't recall precisely what these chords are, just that (I'm pretty
sure) they're Asomething and Bsomething...

Ходит по свету легенда о том

Am C E

Что среди сизокрылых вершин

Стоял и стоит тот маленький дом

У которого солнце встаёт.

Если б не верил я в эту мечту

То бы дома сидел без забот,

Но я захотел отыскать этот дом

У которого солнце встаёт.

Шёл я полями, покрытыми льдом

Шёл неделю, шёл месяц, шёл год,

Но нет не нашёл, не нашёл этот дом

У которого солнце встаёт.

Ходит по свету легенда о том

Что в доме том счастье живёт

Ищите то счастье, найдите тот дом

У которого солнце встаёт.

У меня где-то вручную записаны слова. Если очень надо поищу

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising 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 bluejeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun

Well, I 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

Well, there is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God I know I'm one