There were two sisters walking down by a stream, oh, the wind and the rain.

The older one pushed the younger one in, oh, the dreadful wind and rain, pushed her in

the river to drown, oh, the wind and the rain.

Watched her as she floated on down, oh, the dreadful wind and rain, floated on down to

the old mill pond, oh, the wind and the rain.

She floated on down to the old mill pond, oh, the dreadful wind and rain.

The miller fished her out with his long, long hook, oh, the wind and the rain.

And he brought this maiden from the brook, oh, the dreadful wind and rain.

Made a fiddle bow from her long, yellow hair, oh, the wind and the rain.

He made a fiddle bow from her long, yellow hair, oh, the dreadful wind and rain.

Made fiddle pegs from her long, finger bones, oh, the wind and the rain.

He made fiddle pegs from her long, finger bones, oh, the dreadful wind and rain.

Made a fiddle bridge from her own nose bridge, oh, the wind and the rain.

He made a fiddle bridge from her own nose bridge, oh, the dreadful wind and rain.

And he made a fiddle from her own breastbone, oh, the wind and the rain.

The only tune that fiddle would play, oh, the wind and the rain.

The only tune that fiddle would play, oh, the dreadful wind and rain.

And the only tune that fiddle would play, oh, the wind and the rain.

The only tune that fiddle would play, oh, the dreadful wind and rain.

Oh, the dreadful wind and rain.

Oh, the dreadful wind and rain.