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
