Letra de The house of the rising sun

There is a house in Sin City
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 blue jeans
My father was a gamblin´ man
Down in Sin City

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

Well, I´ve got one foot on the platform
The other´s on the train
I´m goin´ back to Sin City
To wear that ball and chain

Well, mother, tell your children
Never do what I have done
Spend your lives in sin and misery
In the house of the rising sun

In the house of the rising sun

Well, there is a house in Sin City
They call the Rising Sun
And it´s been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, knows I, I´m one