I wrote this in 2006 at Meadowlark Music Camp in Maine. It’s a slightly modified version of “House of the Rising Sun”, with the focus on the New Orleans flood.
- Kee Hinckley – guitar, vocals
- Anna Grosslein – flute
- Shireen Hinckley – fiddle, vocals
- Lyle Hawthorne – lead fiddle
- Meadowlark attendees – chorus
Many thanks to Cindy Kallet and the Arrangements class for all their assistance.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d7UBfM2yYmw
House of the Drowning Sun
Kee Hinckley
Verses
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
It’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
And Lord I know I’m one My mother was a tailor
Sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a working man
Down in New Orleans
My father worked hard all his life
Building up our dreams
Draining swamps and cutting trees
That protected New Orleans
Mothers’ warn your children
Not to do the things we have done
Burning fields and market yields
Have drowned the Rising Sun
I’ve got one foot in the ocean
The other it’s on the land
I can’t go back to New Orleans
There’s no place left to stand
There was a house in New Orleans
They called the Rising Sun
It’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
And Lord I know I’m one
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Originally posted at: https://technosocial.com/2019/07/house-of-the-drowning-sun/