Lyrics
they call the house the risin' sun but the rooms are dark and dingy
she packed her bags when the year was done, she won't be back again
she's a-goin' home, back to carolina
leavin' fiddler's rim behind her
she gave her heart by the harvest moon to a fair-haired half-commanche
but she plumb give up on the someday soons of a no-good gamblin' man
she's a-goin' home, back to carolina
leavin' fiddler's rim, and diamond jim behind her
the sun sets down behind the hills, and the trees are driech and drowsy
she wonders if he want her still, but it don't matter now
she's a-goin' home, back to carolina
leavin' fiddler's rim, and diamond jim, and her love for him behind her
leavin' fiddler's rim, and diamond jim, and her love for him behind her
