Arranged by Kerry and the Angry Beaver
Chord Progressions as follows
Am C D F
Am C E E
Am C D F
Am E Am E
[Verse 1]
Am C D F
There is a house in New Orleans
Am C E E
They call the Risin' Sun
Am C D F
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy.
Am E Am E
And God, I know I'm one.
[Verse 2]
Am C D F
Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
Am C E E
That saved a wretch like me.
Am C D F
I once was lost, but now am found,
Am E Am E
Was blind, but now I see.
[Verse 3]
Am C D F
My mother was a tailor.
Am C E E
She sewed my new blue jeans.
Am C D F
My father was a gamblin' man
Am E Am E
Down in New Or-leans.
[Verse 4]
Am C D F
Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
Am C E E
And grace my fears relieved.
Am C D F
How precious did that grace appear
Am E Am E
The hour I first believed.
[Verse 5]
Am C D F
Now, the only thing a gambler needs
Am C E E
Is a suitcase and a trunk
Am C D F
And the only time that he's satisfied
Am E Am E
Is when he's on a drunk
[Verse 6]
Am C D F
Through many dangers, toils and snares
Am C E E
I have already come;
Am C D F
'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far
Am E Am E
And grace will lead me home.
[Verse 7]
Am C D F
Oh, Mother, tell your children
Am C E E
Not to do what I have done.
Am C D F
Spend your lives in sin and misery
Am E Am E
In the house of the risin' sun.
[Verse 8]
Am C D F
The Lord has promised good to me
Am C E E
His word my hope secures;
Am C D F
He will my shield and portion be,
Am E Am E
As long as life endures.
[Verse 9]
Am C D F
Well, I've got one foot on the platform.
Am C E E
the other foot on the train.
Am C D F
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
Am E Am E
To wear that ball and chain.
[Verse 10]
Am C D F
Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
Am C E E
And mortal life shall cease,
Am C D F
I shall possess within the veil,
Am E Am E
A life of joy and peace.
[Verse 11]
Am C D F
Well, there is a house in New Orleans
Am C E E
They call the Risin' Sun
Am C D F
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy.
Am E Am E
And God, I know I'm one.
[Verse 12]
Am C D F
When we've been there ten thousand years
Am C E E
Bright shining as the sun,
Am C D F
We've no less days to sing God's praise
Am E Am E
Than when we've first begun.