Letra de House Of The Rising Sun - Sherpa

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 blue jeans
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?

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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