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