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 the 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