The House Of The Rising Sun
Ofln - The Animals Lyrics
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They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
Dear God, I know I was one
My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
And my father was a gamblin' man
And the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase in the 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
Don't spend your life in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun
I got one foot on the platform
And another on the train
And I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
Dear God, I know I was one
Dear God, I know I was the one
The lyrics of Ofln - The Animal's song House of the Rising Sun are a first-person narrative of a young man's tragic life, growing up in New Orleans. The song opens with a description of a place many people know, a house or hotel called the Rising Sun, which has been the downfall of many people, including the singer. The singer describes himself as a victim of the Rising Sun and a poor boy, acknowledging the role it played in his downfall.
The second verse gives us insight into the singer's family life, where his mother was a tailor, sewing his new blue jeans, and his father was a gambler, something commonly found in the city of New Orleans. The singer acknowledges his father's addiction to gambling, and the only thing he needs for his addiction is a suitcase in the trunk. The singer also touches on how fleeting the feeling of satisfaction is to a gambler since it's only when he's holding a trump card.
In the last verse, the singer pleads with his mother to warn his siblings about the path he has fallen into and to encourage them to avoid it. He's torn between two places, putting one foot on the platform and another on the train, going back to New Orleans knowing that he'll eventually wear the ball and chain. The song's message is a cautionary tale of a young man's descent into sin and misery, caused by the temptation of the city's vices, personified as the House of the Rising Sun.
Line by Line Meaning
There is a house in New Orleans
There exists a dwelling in the city of New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
This house is identified as the Rising Sun
And it's been the ruin of many a poor boy
It has destroyed the ambitions and futures of countless less privileged boys
Dear God, I know I was one
I am one former inhabitant who can attest to this dire reality, and I pray to God for redemption
My mother was a tailor
The woman who gave birth to me pursued a profession of sewing garments
She sewed my new blue jeans
She crafted the denim pants that I wear
And my father was a gamblin' man
Meanwhile, my male parent spent his time risking money in games of chance
Way down in New Orleans
He resided in the southern city of New Orleans
And the only thing a gambler needs
For an individual who seeks to gamble, the sole item that is indispensable
Is a suitcase in the trunk
Is a bag packed and stored in the car
And the only time he's satisfied
The singular instance in which he is content
Is when he's on a trump
Is when he has the upper hand in the game of cards known as 'trump'
Oh mother, tell your children
I urge parents to educate their offspring
Not to do what I have done
To avoid following in the same footsteps as myself
Don't spend your life in sin and misery
Shun the paths of wickedness and melancholy
In the House of the Rising Sun
This abode that looms large and ominous over the city of New Orleans
I got one foot on the platform
I currently find myself planted with one foot on a station's platform
And another on the train
And the other foot aboard a moving train
And I'm goin' back to New Orleans
My destination is once again the infamous city of New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain
To succumb to the metaphorical weight of one's own wrongdoings
Dear God, I know I was one
Oh Lord, I am cognizant of the fact that I was one of the unlucky victims of that infamous Rising Sun
Lyrics © OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Alan Price
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@Skulltor
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'll be satisfied
Is when he's all drunk
(solo)
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
@magusmagic5
JANUARY 29 - In memoriam, Animals guitarist (and so much more!) HILTON VALENTINE, born 21 May 1943, left us 29 January 2021. Love Forever, dear Hilton.🌹🎶💔
@gillianbrookwell1678
All the boys look so young and boyish in this clip; sad that we all have to get old.
@marbelyrooky3150
@@gillianbrookwell1678😢❤
@Kloiyd
He will never be forgotten in our hearts ❤
@krystynamercik412
😂🎉@@Kloiyd
@SarinaSazi
Time to listen to it again 😂
@kubafracek8498
Im leaving my comment here so when someone likes it, I can listen to this masterpiece again.
@allecgustafson1292
You're welcome here is a comment come back and listen 😉
@xdnightgod
Yes you must return
@corinaphillips450
Listen to it once again for me 😉