Letra de House of the rising sun

There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Risin´ Sun
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And it´s been the ruin of many a poor boy
And God, I Know I´m a-one

My mother was a tailor
She sewed my new blue jeans
My father was a gambler man,
Down in New Orleans

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

He fills his glasses up to the brim
And he´ll pass the cards around
And the only pleasure he gets out of life
Is ramblin´ from town to town

Oh mother tell your children
Not to do what I have done
Spend their lives in sin and misery
In the House of Risin´ Sun
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Well, it´s one foot on the platform
And the other foot on the train
I´m goin´ back to New Orleans
To wear that ball and chain

I´m a-goin´ back to New Orleans
My race is almost run
I´m goin´ back to end my life
Down in the Risin´ Sun
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There is a house in New Orleans
They call the Risin´ Sun
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It´s been the ruin of many poor girl
And God, I know I´m a-one