Oh, the Wind and Rain (The Two Sisters)
Oh, there were two sisters come a-walking down the stream
Oh, the wind and rain
And one of them pushed the other one in
Crying, oh, the wind and rain
Johnny gave the younger one a gay gold ring
Didn't give the elder one anything
She pushed her sister in the river to drown
And watched her as she floated down
She floated 'til she came to the miller's pond
Crying, Father, oh father, there swims a swan
Well, the miller laid her out on the banks to dry
And the fiddling fool come a-passing by
Way down the road come a fiddler fair
Way down the road come a fiddler fair
And he's made fiddle strings of her long yellow hair
And he's made fiddle strings of her long yellow hair
And he's made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones
And he's made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones
And he's made a little fiddle body of her breast bone
Whose sound would melt a heart of stone
But the only tune that the fiddle could play
Was, Oh, the wind and rain
The only tune that the fiddle could play
Was, Oh, the cruel wind and the rain
Child #10
From one of Jody Stecher's records.
JN
oct96
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