Build a House

Build a House


You brought me here to build your house, build your house, build your house.
You brought me here to build your house and grow your garden fine.

I laid the brick and built your house, built your house, built your house.
I laid the brick and built your house, raised the plants so high.

And when you had the house and land, the house and land, the house and land.
And when you had the house and land, then you told me “go.“

I found a place to build my house, build my house, build my house.
I found a place to build my house since I couldn’t go back home.

You said I couldn’t build a house, build a house, build a house.
You said I couldn’t build a house, so you burned it down.

So then I traveled far and wide, far and wide, far and wide.
And then I traveled far and wide until I found a home.

I learned your words and wrote a song, wrote a song, wrote a song.
I learned your words and wrote a song to put my story down.

But then you came and took my song, took my song, took my song.
But then you came and took my song, playing it for your own.

I took my bucket, lowered it down, lowered it down, lowered it down.
I took my bucket, lowered it down, the well will never run dry.

You brought me here to build a house, build a house, build a house.
You brought me here to build a house. I will not be moved.

No, I will not be moved. No, I will not be, I will not be, I will not be moved.

Rhiannon Giddens

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