Pelle my Pelle. Time will make everything right.

My mother was a tailor, She sewed my new bluejeans.
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.
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