เนื้อเพลง Fiddlers Green The Tragically Hip
September seventeen To a girl I know it's mothers 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 on 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
The same wind that moves her hair Moves her boy through Fiddler's Green
Oh, nothing's changed anyway Oh, nothing's changed anyway
Anytime today
He doesn't know a soul And there's nowhere that he's really been
But he won't travel long alone No not on Fiddler's Green
Balloons all filled with rain As children's eyes turn sleepy mean
And Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain For a boy on Fiddler's Green
