Velvet Posted September 17, 2009 Report Share Posted September 17, 2009 Fiddler's Green, by The Tragically HipSeptember SeventeenFor a girl I know, it's Mother's DayHer son has gone aleeAnd that's where he will stayWind on the weathervaneTearing blue eyes sailor-meanAs Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrainFor a boy in Fiddler's GreenHis tiny knotted heartWell I guess it never worked to goodThe timber tore apartAnd the water gorged the woodYou can hear the whispered prayerFor men at masts that always leanThat the same wind that moves her hairMoves her boy through Fiddler's GreenHe doesn't know a soulAnd there's nowhere that he's really beenBut he won't travel long aloneNo, not in Fiddler's GreenBalloons all filled with rainAs children's eyes turn sleepy-meanAnd Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrainFor a boy in Fiddler's Green Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Freak By Night Posted September 17, 2009 Report Share Posted September 17, 2009 Great song.You made the same post last year! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Velvet Posted September 17, 2009 Author Report Share Posted September 17, 2009 Consistency is the key to my success! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
NewRider Posted September 17, 2009 Report Share Posted September 17, 2009 This is my song of the day, everyday! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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