Pete Seeger — Johnny Gray

There once was a little feller His name was Johnny Gray He was born a-way out west in Pennsylvania Blow ye winds of morning Blow ye winds hi ho Blow ye winds of morning Blow, blow, blow Johnny fell in love All with a nice young girl The name of her most positive was Louisa Isreana Curl Blow ye winds of morning Blow ye winds hi ho Blow ye winds of morning Blow, blow, blow Johnny asked her father Her father he said no Consequently she was sent beyond the Ohio Blow ye winds of morning Blow ye winds hi ho Blow ye winds of morning Blow, blow, blow Well, Johnny went west-a-trading For furs and othеr things Consequently he was scalpеd by herds of Indians Blow ye winds of morning Blow ye winds hi ho Blow ye winds of morning Blow, blow, blow When Miss Louisa heard of it She straightaway went to bed She never did get up until she died Blow ye winds of morning Blow ye winds hi ho Blow ye winds of morning Blow, blow, blow