This day in music history.

September 5, 1964, The House of the Rising Sun by The Animals goes to number one on the pop charts. The song was the first number one hit for a British Invasion band that wasn't The Beatles. House Of The Rising Sun was written so long ago that no one is sure who actually wrote it anymore. The song was first recorded in 1934 by Clarence Ashley and Gwen Foster, the song has since been copied many times in many different styles. Bob Dylan stopped playing the song live after the Animals had their hit because people were accusing him of stealing the song from them but in reality Dylan had stolen his arrangement from a New York folk singer named Dave Van Ronk.
House Of The rising Sun (The traditional version)
There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Rising Sun.
It's been the ruin of many a poor girl,
and me, O God, for one.
If I had listened what Mamma said,
I'd 'a' been at home today.
Being so young and foolish, poor boy,
let a rambler lead me astray.
Go tell my baby sister
never do like I have done
to shun that house in New Orleans
they call the Rising Sun.
My mother she's a tailor;
she sewed my new blue jeans.
My sweetheart, he's a drunkard,
Lord, Lord, drinks down in New Orleans.
The only thing a drunkard needs is a suitcase and a trunk.
The only time he's satisfied is when he's out on a drunk.
Fills his glasses to the brim, passes them around
only pleasure he gets out of life
is hoblin' from town to town.
One foot is on the platform
and the other one 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.
Going back to spend the rest of my days
beneath that Rising Sun.

House Of The Rising Sun (The Animals version)
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 bluejeans
My father was a gamblin' man
Down in New Orleans
Now the only thing a gambler needs
Is a suitcase and trunk
And the only time he's satisfied
Is when he's on a drunk
Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the House of the Rising Sun
Well, I got one foot on the platform
The other foot on the train
I'm goin' back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain
Well, 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