Casey Jones

I don't-, I thought it was my fault
 No, I think it's my fault
 Okay
 There were two sisters came walking down the stream
 Oh, the wind and rain
 The one behind pushed the other one in
 Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain
 Charlie gave the youngest a gay gold ring
 Oh, the wind and rain
 Didn't get the oldest one anything
 Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain
 They pushed her into the river to drown
 Oh, the wind and rain
 Watched her as she floated down
 Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain
 Further, 'til she came to a miller's pond
 Oh, the wind and rain
 Momma and father out swims the swan
 Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain
 The miller pushed her out with a fishing pole
 Oh, the wind and rain
 Pulled that fair maid out from the brook
 Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain
 He left her on the bank to dry
 Crying oh the wind and rain
 And a fiddling fool come passing by
 Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain
 Out in the woods came a fiddler fair
 Oh, the wind and rain
 Took 30 strands of her long yellow hair
 Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain
 And he made a fiddle bow of her long yellow hair
 Oh, the wind and rain
 He made a fiddle bow of her long yellow hair
 Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain
 He made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones
 Oh, the wind and rain
 He made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones
 Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain
 And he made a little fiddle of her breastbone
 Oh, the wind and rain
 The sound could melt a heart of stone
 Crying oh the dreadful wind and rain
 And the only tune that fiddle would play was
 Oh, the wind and rain
 And the only tune that fiddle would play was
 Oh, the dreadful wind and rain
 That's all there is to that tune