About the song
The Animals’ electrifying rendition of “The House of the Rising Sun” may be the most famous version, but this haunting folk ballad has a rich and complex history that stretches back centuries. Its origins are shrouded in mystery, with traces found in both traditional English and American folk music.
The song’s narrative, typically centered around a life of hardship and regret, has resonated with audiences for generations. The lyrics often warn of the dangers of indulging in vices and the consequences of making poor choices. While the specific details of the “Rising Sun” may vary, the underlying themes of temptation, downfall, and the search for redemption remain consistent.
The earliest known American versions of “The House of the Rising Sun” date back to the early 20th century, with recordings by Appalachian artists like Clarence “Tom” Ashley and Gwen Foster. These early renditions showcased the song’s raw, unadorned beauty, highlighting its deep roots in traditional folk music.
The Animals’ 1964 cover of “The House of the Rising Sun” was a groundbreaking moment in rock history. By infusing the song with a powerful electric sound, the band transformed it into a timeless rock anthem. Their version topped the charts in the UK and US, cementing the song’s place in popular culture.
Despite its enduring popularity, “The House of the Rising Sun” remains a deeply rooted folk song. Its timeless appeal lies in its ability to connect with listeners on a profound emotional level. Whether you’re drawn to its haunting melody, its cautionary tale, or its rich historical background, this classic ballad is sure to leave a lasting impression.
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Lyrics
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 blue jeans
My father was a gamblin’ man
Down in New Orleans
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 trump
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
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