Max Zimmermann
Mitglied
From underneath it does just seem, as if cradled in mothers arm
So quit and graceful she rocks, though the sea will not be calm
She creaks and cracks so loud, from left to right it sways
Once firm of strength you swam, the hull all bent it flays
I know the ship can not last, never rest her flank at shore
As brave she fought to float, the wind shall win once more
And no I don't feel bereft, at least not alone I'm left
My souls only hope, for the sailors of sea
There at the bottom to be, the shores of Fiddler's Green
Dear Sailors how proud I was, of this our brave last stand
Our chant through darkness it rang, it rivaled the waves command
Though we knew all along, our sail would not avail
A tear on each face did fall, not one would think to bail
Of a tavern and maids we dreamt, from storm and wave left unbent
Of ale and a mistress we sang, this journey not one will lament
A grave is all that we get, I'm glad we once have met
Just one last dream, for lost sailors we
There at the bottom to be, the shores of Fiddler's Green
My Mary what shall I say, of my love I know you're sure
Your tears shatter my heart, cold water won't spring a cure
A little warms our memory brings up, when I saw you selling wine
During a solemn and rainy old day, my dream was for you o be mine
Of gold and sea alone I talked, big eyed you let me sing
As the water takes me down, how hollow my words now ring
And now a widows grieve, is all that to you I leave
And now I know, just one way to be free
There at the bottom to be, the shores of Fiddler's Green
My feet stand on dark and black, no shimmer nor glimmer I spy
At bottom more than sand there lies, be still and hear my sigh
Calm winds on a clear green sea, where friends still sail at peace
A beach so blonde and bright, the sun shines clear but not fierce
To lie on my back not a worry, without words for sorrow and despair
Always rum and ale be served, from women bare breasted looking fair
A paradise will save my soul, this be my lifes last goal
Please oh please, do let me see
There at the bottom to be, the shores of Fiddler's Green
My breath no longer can be held, for air my mind does starve
For water can't serve this lung, a life will be cut in half
Please no this can't have been it, dear god I don't want to go
A beat or two more of my heart, at the end with nothing to show
Can't hold the water no more, in a moment I will be free
Still afraid for I die all alone, well at least I'll rest at sea
My Mary give the boys my love, will you tell them to be tough
Goodbye my heart, will you pray with me
There at the bottom to be, the shores of Fiddler's Green
So quit and graceful she rocks, though the sea will not be calm
She creaks and cracks so loud, from left to right it sways
Once firm of strength you swam, the hull all bent it flays
I know the ship can not last, never rest her flank at shore
As brave she fought to float, the wind shall win once more
And no I don't feel bereft, at least not alone I'm left
My souls only hope, for the sailors of sea
There at the bottom to be, the shores of Fiddler's Green
Dear Sailors how proud I was, of this our brave last stand
Our chant through darkness it rang, it rivaled the waves command
Though we knew all along, our sail would not avail
A tear on each face did fall, not one would think to bail
Of a tavern and maids we dreamt, from storm and wave left unbent
Of ale and a mistress we sang, this journey not one will lament
A grave is all that we get, I'm glad we once have met
Just one last dream, for lost sailors we
There at the bottom to be, the shores of Fiddler's Green
My Mary what shall I say, of my love I know you're sure
Your tears shatter my heart, cold water won't spring a cure
A little warms our memory brings up, when I saw you selling wine
During a solemn and rainy old day, my dream was for you o be mine
Of gold and sea alone I talked, big eyed you let me sing
As the water takes me down, how hollow my words now ring
And now a widows grieve, is all that to you I leave
And now I know, just one way to be free
There at the bottom to be, the shores of Fiddler's Green
My feet stand on dark and black, no shimmer nor glimmer I spy
At bottom more than sand there lies, be still and hear my sigh
Calm winds on a clear green sea, where friends still sail at peace
A beach so blonde and bright, the sun shines clear but not fierce
To lie on my back not a worry, without words for sorrow and despair
Always rum and ale be served, from women bare breasted looking fair
A paradise will save my soul, this be my lifes last goal
Please oh please, do let me see
There at the bottom to be, the shores of Fiddler's Green
My breath no longer can be held, for air my mind does starve
For water can't serve this lung, a life will be cut in half
Please no this can't have been it, dear god I don't want to go
A beat or two more of my heart, at the end with nothing to show
Can't hold the water no more, in a moment I will be free
Still afraid for I die all alone, well at least I'll rest at sea
My Mary give the boys my love, will you tell them to be tough
Goodbye my heart, will you pray with me
There at the bottom to be, the shores of Fiddler's Green