Where her sweet young love did grow

Now she’s leanin towards another

And I curse the winds that blow

Once her love like the fields of barley

Stood up tall and right for me

Then her heart began to waver

Now she waits beneath the breeze

Chorus: Fickle wind…

Day by day her heart keeps straying

From the banks we walk alone

I can see it won’t be long now

Till I walk this path alone

Chorus: Fickle wind…

Repeat chorus: fickle wind…