Sad voices they're calling Our precious girl she can't be gone How bitter this morning When daddy's darling Went out and started her day
Wasn't there a dream last night Like a spring never ending Still the water runs clear Through my mind On the field I can see a fiddler The fiddler on the green and the sad boy I took him too early Would you mind Would you mind Would you mind If I take you
To be with you To be with you To be with you To be with you
The sun seemed bright The air was clear The air was clear A trick of light Turned red into green She saw the light Her face was pale Her body smashed Her beauty's gone
Isn't it a shame The reaper said He is quite alone here And still waiting for you Oh I really did fail for the first time Spoke the fiddler, poor old fiddler The fiddler on the green The fiddler on the green It would be nice:
Take my hand
Just hold my hand I'll take you there Your pain will go away
