Literary Lion: House of the Rising Sun and Comments


The House Of The Rising Sun – The Animals (And Comments)

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There is a house in New Orleans
(I live in Las Vegas actually)
They call the Rising Sun
(It’s called Caesar’s  Palace)
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
(Yes, many men have lost their money here)
And God, I knows I’m one

(But not me, not today).

My mother was a tailor

(My mother she’s an accountant).
She sewed my new blue jeans
(We bought my jeans from wherever I wanted them from).
My father was a gamblin’ man
(My Dad likes to gamble so my Mom controls the money).
Down in New Orleans
( Down in Las Vegas)
Now the only thing a gambler needs
( I don’t need much when I’m here)
Is a suitcase and trunk
( Just free drinks and some red chips)
And the only time he’s satisfied
(I swear I’m satisfied, but maybe just one more try at Black Jack)
Is when he’s on a drunk

( Nothing wrong with a few drinks).

[Organ Solo]

Oh mother, tell your children

(Well maybe, I spend too much time here and you shouldn’t let your children do the same)
Not to do what I have done
(Maybe tell them to get a real job and not to gamble your life away)
Spend your lives in sin and misery
(Everyday I am here; I pay for my sins, and I’m miserable because I can never win enough).
In the House of the Rising Sun

( At any hotel casino down the strip or downtown).

Well, I got one foot on the platform

( I managed to leave Las Vegas for awhile but now I’m waiting at the airport)
The other foot on the train
( I’m walking onto the plane)
I’m goin’ back to New Orleans
(I’m goin’ back to Las Vegas)
To wear that ball and chain

( I can’t stay away, the chips are calling my name)

Well, there is a house in New Orleans

( There is a place in Las Vegas)
They call the Rising Sun
( It’s called Caesar’s Palace)
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
( It’s ruined my life, I’m always there or going back)
And God, I know I’m one
(Yes, God know’s my life is ruined by my gambling addiction)
 
 
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Thanks to I Smith Words for the prompt gamble.
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Poem: Reading Sonnet


When the evening comes I have no voice,

To tell you that, there is nothing left.

I’ve done what I’ve set out to do,

And now I must rest to feel alive again.

I sit in bed and read the stories;

My reading voice is loud and clear.

I hear it in my head as I read,

It narrates and asks the questions.

Until the night comes creeping in,

And I’m too fatigued to do anything,

Then I must sleep and heal each day.

For tomorrow brings more tales to read;

A great expansion of the mind.

To be physically exhausted

But mentally revived.

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