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Abby Anderson - House of the Rising Sun Lyrics



Abby Anderson - House of the Rising Sun Lyrics




There is a house in Western York
They call the rising sun
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

And I'm going back to Western York
Where the hearts beat loud as one
To the house, the pain, and the warrior's game
Intensity breaks, mystery and acapella return
For the men, who raise the sun

OOOOOHHHHH

There is a house in Western York
They call the rising sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor boy
My God, I hear, them come
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There is a house in Western York
They call the rising sun
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

And I'm going back to Western York
Where the hearts beat loud as one
To the house, the pain, and the warrior's game
Intensity breaks, mystery and acapella return
For the men, who raise the sun

OOOOOHHHHH

There is a house in Western York
They call the rising sun
It's been the ruin of many a poor boy
My God, I hear, them come
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Writer: ALAN PRICE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.




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Performed By: Abby Anderson
Length: 3:01
Written by: ALAN PRICE

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