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The house of the Rising Sun



Слова и музыка: somewhere «traditional», somewhere «Alan Price & traditional», somewhere «Holmes & White»


Песня существует в двух вариантах: мужском и женском. «Женская» версия более старая (традиционная). «Мужская» впервые появилась на дебютном альбоме группы «The Animals» в 1964 году.

Видео с YouTube:
Юбилейный концерт "Шоу маст гоу он - 55", 2-3 ноября 2004 года, ГЦКЗ "Россия"

«Мужская» версия:

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 gambling man
Down in New Orleans

And the only things a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's all a-drunk
I've got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I'm going back to New Orleans
To wear the ball and chain

So mothers, tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your life in sin and misery
In the house of the Rising Sun

(Repeat First Verse)


«Женская» версия:

There is a house in New Orleans, they call the "Rising Sun",
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl,
And me, oh lord, I'm one.

My mother is a tailor, she sews those new blue jeans,
My husbend he's a gambling man,
Drinks down in New Orleans.

My husbend in a gambler, he goes from town to town,
The only time, he's satisfied, is when
He drinks his liquor down.

Go tell my baby sister, never do what I have done,
Shun that house in New Orleans
They call the "Rising Sun".

One foot on the platform, the other's on the train,
I'm going back to New Orleans,
To wear that ball and chain.

Going back to New Orleans, my race is almost run,
I'm going to sped the rest of my life,
Beneath that "Rising Sun".


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