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Bob Dylan - The Singer and the Song - House of the Rising Sun
The Singer and the Song
Disc 1
01. Blowin' in the Wind (Broadside Show, May 1962)
02. Delia's Gone
03. Baby, Let Me Follow You Down
04. In the Jailhouse Now
05. Fixin' to Die
06. Five Feet High & Rising
07. Standing on the Highway (Folksinger's Choice, 11th March, 1961)
08. Busted
09. Talkin' New York
10. Transfusion Blues
11. In the Pines (Carnegie Chapter Hall, NYC, 4th Nov, 1961)
12. The Rebel - Johnny Yuma
13. House of the Rising Sun
14. The Smiling Bill McCall
15. Mixed-Up Confusion
16. I Still Miss Someone
17. Talkin' Bear Mountain Picnic Massacre Blues (Carnegie Chapter Hall, NYC, 4th Nov, 1961)
18. The Big Battle
19. In My Time of Dyin'
20. Bonanza
21. Song to Woody
22. Remember the Alamo
23. The Girl Left Behind (Folk Song Festival, 29th October, 1961)
24. I'm Free From the Chain Gang Now
25. See That My Grave Is Kept Clean
Disc 2
01. Highway 51
02. Don't Take Your Guns to Town
03. Man of Constant Sorrow
04. In Them Old Cottonfields Back Home
05. The Death of Emmett Till (Broadside Show, May 1962)
06. Tennessee Flat-Top Box
07. Freight Train Blues
08. I Walk the Line
09. Sally Gal (Wnyc radio studio NYC 29 Oct 61)
10. Girl in Saskatoon
11. You're No Good
12. What Do I Care
13. Poor Lazarus (Saturday of Folk Music, 29th July, 1961)
14. Lost on the Desert
15. Gospel Plow
16. Hank and Joe and Me
17. (Naomi Wise) Omie Wise (Riverside Church NYC, July 1961)
18. Accidentally on Purpose
19. Corrinna, Corrinna
20. Big River
21. Pretty Peggy-O
22. So Doggone Lonesome
23. 1913 Massacre (Carnegie Chapter Hall, NYC, 4th Nov, 1961)
24. Frankie's Man, Johnny
25. He Was a Friend of Mine (Riverside Church NYC, July 1961)
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 God, I'm one.

My mother was a tailor,
She sewed my new blue jeans.
My sweetheart was a gambler,
Down in New Orleans.

Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and a trunk.
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk.

He fills his glasses up to the brim,
And he'll pass the cards around.
And the only pleasure he gets out of life,
Is ramblin' from town to town.

Oh tell my baby sister,
Not to do what I have done.
But shun that house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun.

Well it's one foot on the platform,
The other foot on the train.
I'm goin' back to New Orleans,
To wear that ball and chain.

I'm a goin' back to New Orleans,
My race is almost run.
I'm goin' back to end my life,
Down in the Rising Sun.

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 God, I'm one.