Peter Gray

 

Peter Gray

Once ^Dm there was a little man
His ^F name was ^A7 Peter ^Dm Gray
 ^Dm He made his home in our dear town
Called ^APenn-syl-van-i- ^Dm a
 ^Dm Blow ye winds of th mornin’
^F Blow ye winds, heigh ^Aho
 ^Dm Blow ye winds of the morning
^ABlow, ^A7 blow, ^Dm blow

 

1. Once there was a little man
His name was Peter Gray
He made his home in our dear town
Called Penn-syl-van-i-a
Blow ye winds of th mornin’
Blow ye winds, heigh ho
Blow ye winds of the morning
Blow, blow, blow

2. Now, Peter Gray, he fell in love
All with a nice young girl
The first three letters of her name
Was Lucy Anna Pearl
Blow ye winds of th mornin’
Blow ye winds, heigh ho
Blow ye winds of the morning
Blow, blow, blow

3. And just as they were going to wed
Her pappy, he said, no
And consequent she was sent
Down to O-hi-o
Blow ye winds of th mornin’
Blow ye winds, heigh ho
Blow ye winds of the morning
Blow, blow, blow

4. Now, Peter Gray, he went to trade
For furs at Lovell’s camp
To he was caught and scalped
By the bloody In-di-an
Blow ye winds of th mornin’
Blow ye winds, heigh ho
Blow ye winds of the morning
Blow, blow, blow

5. When Lucy Anna heard the news
She straight way took to bed
And never did get up again
Until s-h-e died
Blow ye winds of th mornin’
Blow ye winds, heigh ho
Blow ye winds of the morning
Blow, blow, blow