"Fiddler's Green" lyrics

September seventeen
For a girl I know it's Mother's 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 in 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

Oh nothing changed anyway
Ah nothing's changed anyway
Ah anytime the day

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