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 a 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