One, two, three, four, one, two

September seventeen
For a girl I know it's Mother's Day
Her son has gone alee
And that's where he will stay
Wind on the weathervane
Tearing blue eyes sailor-mean
As Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain
For a boy in Fiddler's Green

His tiny knotted heart
Well, I guess it never worked too good
The timber tore apart
And the water gorged the wood
You can hear her whispered prayer
For men at masts that always lean
The same wind that moves her hair
Moves a boy through Fiddler's Green

Oh, nothing's changed anyway
Oh, nothing's changed anyway
Oh, anytime today

He doesn't know a soul
There's nowhere that he's really been
But he won't travel long alone
No, not in Fiddler's Green
Balloons all filled with rain
As children's eyes turn sleepy-mean
And Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain
For a boy in Fiddler's Green


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Fiddler's Green Lyrics as written by Gordon Sinclair Gordon Downie

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    I was at the show in Saskatoon as well. Someone held up a sign requesting that they play Fiddler's Green. Gord acknowledged the sign and stated that they until recently they never ever played this one live as it carried so much pain, and then introduced the song. It was as awesome as you would expect. It is very touching to know how personal this song is for the band... the performance was amazing.

    corykon August 06, 2009   Link

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