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Re: New Orleans Legend May Prove to Be Reputable

The Lyrics: Traditional Versus Modern

The origins of the folk song "House of the Rising Sun" are unknown. The first known recording was in 1937 and has been recorded dozens of times since, most famously in 1964 by the British band the Animals.

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Traditional lyrics, as recorded by folklorist Alan Lomax:

There is a house in New Orleans
they call the Rising Sun.
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl,
and me, O God, for one.

If I had listened what Mamma said,
I'd 'a' been at home today.
Being so young and foolish, poor boy,
let a rambler lead me astray.

Go tell my baby sister
never do like I have done
to shun that house in New Orleans
they call the Rising Sun.

My mother she's a tailor;
she sold those new blue jeans.
My sweetheart, he's a drunkard, Lord, Lord,
drinks down in New Orleans.

The only thing a drunkard needs
is a suitcase and a trunk.
The only time he's satisfied
is when he's on a drunk.

Fills his glasses to the brim,
passes them around
only pleasure he gets out of life
is hoboin' from town to town.

One foot is on the platform
and the other one 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.
Going back to spend the rest of my days
beneath that Rising Sun.



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The Animals changed the narrator to a man:

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,
sewed my new blue jeans.
My father was a gambling 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 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.



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