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Rising Sun Blues

This song is by Clarence Ashley and Gwen Foster. and appears on the single Discogs1 Rising Sun Blues / East Virginia Blues (1933)

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Rising Sun Blues
There are a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun
Where many poor boys to destruction has gone
And me, oh God, for one

Just fill the glass up to the brim
Let the drinks go merrily around
We'll drink to the life of a rounder, poor boy
Who goes from town to town

All in this world does a rambler want
Is a suitcase and a trunk
The only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk

Now boys don't believe what a young girl tells you
Let her eyes be blue or brown
Unless she's on some scaffold high
Saying, "Boys, I can't come down"

I'm going back to New Orleans
For my race is almost run
To spend the rest of my wicked life
Beneath the Rising Sun


Written by:


  • Clarence Ashley: vocals, guitar
  • Gwen Foster: harmonica


First recording of this song

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