Wind and Rain

There were two sisters came 4 walkin' down the stream
7b Oh the (4) wind and 1 rain
The one behind pushed the 4 other one in
Cryin' 5 oh the (6m) dreadful (7b) wind and 1 rain

Johnny gave the youngest a gay gold ring,...
Didn't give the oldest one anything,...

They pushed her into the river to drown,...
And watched her as she floated down,...

She floated 'till she came to a miller's pond,...
Cryin', Father oh father there swims a swan,...

The miller pulled her out with a fishing hook,...
Pulled that fair maid from the brook,...

He left her on the banks to dry,...
And a fiddlin' fool come passing by,...

Out of the woods came a fiddler fair,...
Took thirty strands of her long yellow hair,...

And he made a fiddle bow of her long yellow hair,...
He made a fiddle bow of her long yellow hair,...

He made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones,...
He made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones,...

And he made a little fiddle of her breast bone,...
The sound could melt a heart of stone,...

And the only tune that the fiddle would play, was...
The only tune that the fiddle would play, was...