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

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 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