About the song
**”The House of the Rising Sun”** is a classic American traditional folk song, often referred to as “Rising Sun Blues,” that vividly narrates the story of a person whose life has unraveled in the city of New Orleans. The song’s haunting melody and evocative lyrics paint a picture of regret and lost opportunities, serving as a cautionary tale urging others to avoid the same fate.
First collected in Appalachia during the 1930s, **”The House of the Rising Sun”** likely has origins in traditional English folk music, reflecting a rich tapestry of cultural influences. The song is listed as number 6393 in the Roud Folk Song Index, highlighting its deep roots in folk music history.
The most renowned version of the song was recorded by the British rock band the Animals in 1964. Their interpretation of the song marked a significant moment in music history, blending traditional folk with a modern electric rock sound. This innovative fusion has been described as the “first folk rock hit,” bridging the gap between folk and rock genres and pioneering a new musical direction.
The Animals’ rendition of **”The House of the Rising Sun”** achieved remarkable commercial success, reaching number one on the UK Singles Chart and topping the charts in the US and Canada. This version is noted for its distinctive arrangement, which features an iconic organ riff that has become synonymous with the song.
The lyrics, narrating a life led astray by poor choices in the notorious city of New Orleans, reflect themes of sorrow and reflection. The song also includes a plea for others to learn from the narrator’s mistakes, making it a timeless piece with universal appeal.
**”The House of the Rising Sun”** remains a powerful and influential song, celebrated for its blend of traditional folk elements with modern rock sensibilities. Its enduring popularity is a testament to its emotional depth and the skillful reinterpretation by the Animals, cementing its place in the annals of music history.
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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