The House Of The Rising Sun
Evereve Lyrics


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There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun,
And it's been the ruin for 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 gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans.

Now, the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk,
And the only time he'll be satisfied
Is when he's all 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've got one foot on the platform,
The other foot on the train.
I'm going 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 for many a poor boy,
And God, I know I'm one.

Overall Meaning

The song "House of the Rising Sun" tells the story of a person who was brought up in a household where their father was a gambler and their mother was a tailor. The song talks about a specific place in New Orleans called the "Rising Sun," which is notorious for ruining the lives of many young boys, including the singer. The song suggests that the singer spent time in the house of the Rising Sun, falling into sin and misery.


The first stanza of the song establishes the setting of the story, as the singer talks about the Rising Sun. The second stanza reveals the singer's background and the lifestyle they grew up with. The third stanza describes the dangerous and addictive nature of gambling, and how it can lead a person down a path of self-destruction. In the final stanza, the singer reflects on their own life and the mistakes they have made, warning others not to follow in their footsteps.


With its haunting melody and powerful lyrics, "House of the Rising Sun" has become a timeless classic. Its message about the dangers of addiction and the importance of making good choices has resonated with listeners for generations.


Line by Line Meaning

There is a house in New Orleans
There is a notorious place in New Orleans.


They call the Rising Sun
It is commonly known as the Rising Sun.


And it's been the ruin for many a poor boy
It has ruined the lives of many young and lowly men.


And God, I know I'm one.
Including myself.


My mother was a tailor
My mom was a seamstress


Sewed my new blue jeans.
She made me brand new pants.


My father was a gamblin' man
My dad liked to gamble.


Down in New Orleans.
In New Orleans, LA.


Now, the only thing a gambler needs
All a gambler needs is


Is a suitcase and a trunk,
A suitcase and a trunk to carry his belongings.


And the only time he'll be satisfied
The only time he will feel content


Is when he's all a drunk.
Is when he's inebriated.


Oh, Mother, tell your children
Oh, Mother, warn your children


Not to do what I have done,
Not to repeat my mistakes.


Spend your lives in sin and misery
Living in sin and unhappiness


In the house of the Rising Sun.
At the infamous place known as the Rising Sun.


Well, I've got one foot on the platform,
I am standing at the train station,


The other foot on the train.
And I am ready to board the train.


I'm going back to New Orleans
I am returning to New Orleans


To wear that ball and chain.
To face my punishment.


Well, there is a house in New Orleans
This is a repeat of the first line.


They call the Rising Sun,
This is a repeat of the second line.


And it's been the ruin for many a poor boy,
This is a repeat of the third line.


And God, I know I'm one.
This is a repeat of the fourth line.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Alan Price

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