D September seventeen G To a girl I know itʼs mothers day D Her son has gone alee A And thatʼs where he will stay D Wind on the weathervane G Tearing blue eyes sailor mean D As Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain C D For a boy on Fiddlerʼs Green D His tiny knotted heart G Well I guess it never worked too good D The timber tore apart A And the water gorged the wood D You can hear her whispered prayer G For men at masts that always lean D The same wind that moves her hair C D Moves her boy through Fiddlerʼs Green A G Oh, nothingʼs changed anyway A G Oh, nothingʼs changed anyway A D Anytime today D He doesnʼt know a soul G And thereʼs nowhere that heʼs really been D But he wonʼt travel long alone A No not on Fiddlerʼs Green D Balloons all filled with rain G As childrenʼs eyes turn sleepy mean D And Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain C D For a boy on Fiddlerʼs Green