Wind and Rain

This is one of many versions of the very old ballad "The Twa Sisters".

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There were two sisters in old England
Oh the wind and rain
They were courted by the very same man
Oh the dreadful wind and rain

He courted the elder with ribbons and rings
But he loved the younger one above anything

Sister, sister walk with me
And watch the river flow down to the sea

Then she pushed her in to the water to drown
And watched her as she floated down

Well, sometimes she sank and sometimes she swam
Till she came down to the miller's dam

Come see, come see on the miller's pond
She looks just like a golden swan

Then the miller fished her out with his long hook and line
As the King's own fiddler was passing by

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

He strung his fiddle bow with her long yellow hair
He strung his fiddle bow with her long yellow hair

And he made a fiddle fiddle of her white breast-bone
And he made a fiddle fiddle of her white breast-bone

But the only tune that the fiddle would play was...
Yeah, the only tune that the fiddle would play was...