The Ballad of the Lost Fiddler

The Fiddler has gone away
He will not play another day
The Fiddler has left his bow
Time his conquering foe
The Fiddler has disappeared
A time our ears have feared
The Fiddler cannot play
His spirit could not stay
The Fiddler's bow has long stopped dancing,
His fingers have stopped prancing
The Fiddler went away
I begged him to stay
But of course, I had no say