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