Guitar, Vocals, Synthesizer
- Robin
Bass - Barry Weisenfeld
Fiddle - Charlie Rury
2nd synth - Dean Bailin
Related to the Child Ballad #10“The Twa Sisters." and “Pretty Polly.” A brutal murder with a supernatural twist. Taken from Kilby Snow’s version. Unfortunately a whole body of ballads exist documenting violence against women, usually by their lovers. The reason is rarely given. In this ballad, a man brutally murders his sweetheart and throws her body into a river to float away. She is plucked out of the water by a miller who then uses her body parts to fashion a magical violin which will only play one plaintive haunting tune. This mixture of violence and magic create a very special ballad.
The Wind and Rain
It was early one morning
in the month of May
Oh the wind and the rain
Two lovers went walking on a hot summer's day
A crying the dreadful wind and rain
He said to the lady "won't you marry me"
Oh the wind and the rain
"And my little wife you'll always be"
A crying the dreadful wind and rain
Then he knocked her down
and he kicked her around
Oh the wind and the rain
Then he knocked her down and he kicked her around
A crying the dreadful wind and rain
He hit her in the head with
a battering ram
Oh the wind and the rain
He hit her in the head with a battering ram
A crying the dreadful wind and rain
He threw her in the river to drown
Oh the wind and the rain
He threw her in the river to drown
A crying the dreadful wind and rain
He watched her as she floated
down
Oh the wind and the rain
He watched her as she floated down
A crying the dreadful wind and rain
She floated on down to the
miller's millstream
Oh the wind and the rain
He watched her as she floated down
A crying the dreadful wind and rain
The miller fished her out
with a long fishing pole
Oh the wind and the rain
The miller fished her out with a long fishing pole
A crying the dreadful wind and rain
He made fiddle pegs of her
long finger bones
Oh the wind and the rain
He made fiddle pegs of her long finger bones
A crying the dreadful wind and rain
He made a fiddle bow of
her long curly hair
Oh the wind and the rain
He made a fiddle bow of her long curly hair
A crying the dreadful wind and rain
The only tune that fiddle
would play, was
Oh the wind and the rain
The only tune that fiddle would play, was
A crying the dreadful wind and rain