the house of the rising sun (slowed)

lyrics: There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it&been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I&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&be satisfied Is when he&all drunk [Bridge - Organ Solo] 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&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&been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I&one