Listen & Detect Chords
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Detected chords and strumming
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Recording, transpose and sources
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Chordingly aligns the sheet, detects beats and downbeats, transcribes likely guitar notes, and builds a playable arrangement. The uploaded file is deleted immediately after processing; only the extracted analysis is retained.
Likely a rolling minor-key 6/8 fingerpicked accompaniment; sustain each chord for its bar and emphasize the bass-to-treble motion.
- Key
- G#m
- Tempo
- 78 BPM
Built from 1 playable source, using ultimate-guitar as the structural base.
This is the chord sheet Chordingly uses for playback. Click a chord to hear its playable fingering and pattern.
[Intro] | | | | | | | | | | [Verse 1] | | | | | 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. [Instrumental] | | | | | | | | | | [Verse 2] | | | | | My mother was a tailor. | | | | | She sewed my new blue jeans. | | | | | My father was a gamblin' man | | | | | Down in New Or-leans. [Instrumental] | | | | | | | | | | [Verse 3] | | | | | 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 [Instrumental] | | | | | | | | | | [Organ Solo] | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | [Verse 4] | | | | | 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. [Instrumental] | | | | | | | | | | [Verse 5] | | | | | 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. [Instrumental] | | | | | | | | | | [Verse 6] | | | | | 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. [Instrumental] | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | (fade out with Am and Dm)