Track 8 of the album The Long Way Round · 2020
Fiddle on the Ferry Dock, Sundown
“A fiddler tuning up at sundown while the ferries sleep. We borrowed his bounce and kept our own tempo.”
jazz-pop · folk-tinged jazz · lounge pop · 3:46
Lyrics
Down at the dock where the ferries sleep A fiddler tunes at the setting sun The boats rock gently, the gulls come near And the hurry of the day is done He taps his boot, he lifts his bow And the whole pier starts to sway A late summer evening and a bright new tune Is the best way to end the day Fiddle on the dock, fiddle till the lights come on Everybody's feet are tapping till the dawn The water keeps the time, the sky keeps the gold Fiddle on the dock, never let the song go cold Clap your hands, take a spin Let the evening carry you in Fiddle on the dock, fiddle on A sailor sets his rope aside And swings a girl in red A grandpa claps in his folding chair And nods his silver head The ice cream man rings his little bell In rhythm with the beat And the whole wide harbour's dancing In its slippers on the street Fiddle on the dock, fiddle till the lights come on Everybody's feet are tapping till the dawn The water keeps the time, the sky keeps the gold Fiddle on the dock, never let the song go cold Clap your hands, take a spin Let the evening carry you in Fiddle on the dock, fiddle on When the last ferry whistles He won't stop the tune He'll play beneath the lanterns And the rising moon So if your day was heavy Come and stand beside the rail Let the music lift your shoulders Like a wind in a sail No ticket and no reason Just a fiddle and a friend A summer night that does not want To ever, ever end Fiddle on the dock, fiddle till the lights come on Everybody's feet are tapping till the dawn The water keeps the time, the sky keeps the gold Fiddle on the dock, never let the song go cold Clap your hands, take a spin Let the evening carry you in Fiddle on the dock, fiddle on Fiddle on, fiddle on Till the lights come on