Anatevka Lyrics – Fiddler on the Roof

Anatevka, Anatevka
Underfed overworked Anatevka
Where else could sabbath be so sweet?

Anatevka, Anatevka
intimate, obstinate Anatevka
Where I know everyone I meet.

Soon I'll be a stranger in a strange new place
Searching for an old familiar face
from Anatevka

Anatevka, Anatevka
I belong in Anatevka
Dear little village little town of mine

[Thanks to zuza1992@msn.com for lyrics]
Last Update: June, 10th 2013