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