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<poem> | |||
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, was one. | |||
If I had listened what Mamma said, | |||
I had been at home today. | |||
But being a young and foolish poor girl, | |||
A gambler lead me astray. | |||
My mother is a tailor; | |||
She sews those new blue jeans. | |||
My sweetheart, he's a drunkard, | |||
Lord, lives down in New Orleans. | |||
The only thing a drunkard needs | |||
Is a suitcase and a trunk | |||
And the only time he's satisfied | |||
Is when he's on a drunk. | |||
He’ll fills his glasses to the brim, | |||
He passes them around | |||
And the only pleasure he gets out of life | |||
Is bumming from town to town. | |||
Go tell my baby sister | |||
Never do like I have done | |||
To shun that house in New Orleans | |||
They call the Rising Sun. | |||
It’s one foot on the platform | |||
And the other one on the train. | |||
I'm going back to New Orleans | |||
To wear that ball and chain. | |||
I’m going back to New Orleans, | |||
My race is almost run. | |||
I’m going back to spend my life | |||
Beneath that Rising Sun. | |||
</poem> | |||
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Revision as of 09:37, 23 March 2009
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- Editor: Eva Toller (submitted 2004-08-10). Score information: A4 Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: arranged by Eva Toller, midi files available for each part, traditional American folk song
General Information
Title: The House of the Rising Sun
Composer: Anonymous (Traditional)
Arranger: Eva Toller
Number of voices: 5vv Voicing: SSSAA
Genre: Secular, Folksongs
Language: English
Instruments: a cappella
Published:
Description:
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Original text and translations
English text
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, was one.
If I had listened what Mamma said,
I had been at home today.
But being a young and foolish poor girl,
A gambler lead me astray.
My mother is a tailor;
She sews those new blue jeans.
My sweetheart, he's a drunkard,
Lord, lives down in New Orleans.
The only thing a drunkard needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk.
He’ll fills his glasses to the brim,
He passes them around
And the only pleasure he gets out of life
Is bumming from town to town.
Go tell my baby sister
Never do like I have done
To shun that house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun.
It’s one foot on the platform
And the other one on the train.
I'm going back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain.
I’m going back to New Orleans,
My race is almost run.
I’m going back to spend my life
Beneath that Rising Sun.