Fiddler

© Midnight Island Music

Come round you ladies all
And hear the words I have to say 
Just listen 'fore you turn away
A tale so sad but true
I would not be so much surprised 
If it brought the teardrops to your eyes

As you dance with the one held near 
You love more than the world
Just think about the boys up here
And the one that stands at the back of the band
The fiddler never gets the girls

Long ago and far away
At every dance you'd see the man
With the bow and the fiddlebox in his hand
Right up before the crowd
Playing them fast tunes playing them bright
Playing so slow you could dance all night

As you dance with the one held near 
You love more than the world
Just think about the boys up here
And the one that stands at the back of the band
The fiddler never gets the girls

The local girls would do their best
Every Saturday night when a dance was on
They'd walk and talk and carry on
All decked out in her finest dress
Each girl would try to be the one
That got his kiss when the dance was done

As you dance with the one held near 
You love more than the world
Just think about the boys up here
And the one that stands at the back of the band
The fiddler never gets the girls

But now you know the times have changed
Old Scratchstick doesn't stand so proud
The rest of the band is playing too loud
And so he stands behind them all
Ignored by the girls on the dancehall floor
Playing them tunes he can't hear no more

As you dance with the one held near 
You love more than the world
Just think about the boys up here
And the one that stands at the back of the band
The fiddler never gets the girls