Letra de House of the rising sun

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