House Of The Rising Sun (LM 317) Don Wood

OPENER

Sides face, grand square
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
Allemande Left and Weave
My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans

FIGURE

Heads square thru and travel 4 now,

With the sides make right hand star, Heads star by the left

Once to the middle of the set, same corner girl Right and Left Thru

Swing Thru and then Swing Thru again swing that corner promenade

It's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, I know I'm one
MIDDLE  BREAK

Sides face, grand square

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

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
CLOSER

Sides face, grand square

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
Allemande Left and Weave

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
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And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, I know I'm one