Richard Jones - Fiddler's Green lyrics

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 That same wind that moves her hair Moves a boy through fiddler's green Ohhhh nothing changed anyway Ahh nothing's changed anyway Ahh anytime the day He doesn't know a soul And 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