The Fiddler Lyrics

One day I looked out

At the river so low

I put down my teacup

And I picked up my bow

As I tuned up the strings

On that fiddle of mine

Thought of all I could play

If I just had more time

While the dark sky above

Keeps the daylight at bay

I can sit in my chair

And my music I'll play

So I'll whistle a tune

Til my fingers they move

With the notes of a song

I forgot that I knew

Oh there's not much to do

On these dreary white days

When the cold seeps right through

All the windows and stays

As the light slowly climbs

O'er the tall banks of snow

My bow I set down

And the rooster it crows