Lyrics House of the Rising Sun - Abby Anderson

House of the Rising Sun

There is a house in Western 'York
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
My God, I hear, them come
My mother was a tailor
She sewed these new, blue seams
Our fathers were, legends of men
Who moved like Western streams
I’m goin' back to Western 'York
Where hearts beat loud as one
To the house
To the men, who raise the sun
There is a house in Western 'York
They call the Rising Sun
And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy
My God, I hear, them come