E September seventeen A To a girl I know it's mothers day E Her son has gone alee B And that's where he will stay E Wind on the weathervane A Tearing blue eyes sailor mean E As Falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain D E 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 That same wind that moves her hair Moves a boy through fiddler's green B A Oh, nothing's changed anyway B A Oh, nothing's changed anyway B E 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 in fiddler's green Balloons all filled with rain As children's eyes turn sleepy-mean And falstaff sings a sorrowful refrain For a boy in fiddler's green | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D E B |