Letra de House of the rising sun

There is a place in new orleans
they call the rising sun
it´s been the ruin of many a poor men
and god i know i´m one
My mother she´s a tailor
she sewed my new bluejeans
my father is a gamblin´ man
down in new orleans.

There is a place in new orleans
they call the rising sun
it´s been the ruin of many a poor men
and god i know i´m one.

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.

So 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.

There is a place in new orleans
they call the rising sun
it´s been the ruin of many a poor men
and lord knows i´m one.