About the song
The Animals’ “House of the Rising Sun,” released in 1964, is a timeless classic that has solidified the band’s reputation as one of the most influential groups of the British Invasion. The song’s haunting melody, coupled with Eric Burdon’s powerful vocals and the band’s energetic performance, has made it a cultural touchstone.
“House of the Rising Sun” is a traditional folk song that has been adapted and reinterpreted by countless artists over the years. The Animals’ version is notable for its raw and energetic performance, which captures the spirit of the original song while adding a distinctive rock and roll edge.
The song’s lyrics tell the tale of a young man who is drawn to the allure of the “House of the Rising Sun,” a place of temptation and danger. Burdon’s vocals are filled with emotion and vulnerability, conveying the protagonist’s sense of despair and regret. The band’s energetic performance and the song’s infectious rhythm create a sense of urgency and excitement.
Beyond its commercial success, “House of the Rising Sun” has become a cultural touchstone, influencing countless artists and cementing The Animals’ legacy as pioneers of British Invasion rock. The song’s enduring popularity is a testament to its timeless appeal and its ability to connect with listeners on a deep emotional level. As we listen to “House of the Rising Sun” today, we are reminded of the power of music to evoke powerful emotions and the enduring legacy of The Animals’ artistry.
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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