Farewell to Fiddler's Rim

they call the house the risin sun but the rooms were dark and dingy
she packed her bag 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, the trees are dreich 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

© 2000 David Robert Carter (BMI), administered by Tracy Grammer Music

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