Peter Gray Blow Ye Winds by Burl Ives
Key: DmDm | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 

    


Verse 1
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Once on a time there lived a man, his name was Peter Gray;
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He lived way down in that there town called Penn-syl-va-ni- a.
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Blow ye winds of morning, blow ye winds heigh- o,
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Blow ye winds of morning, blow, blow, blow.
Verse 2
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Now Peter fell in love all with a nice young girl,
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The first three letters of her name were Lucy, Annie, Pearl.
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Blow ye winds of morning, blow ye winds heigh- o,
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Blow ye winds of morning, blow, blow, blow.
Verse 3
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Just as they were about to wed her father did say no;
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And con-ci-quent-ly she was sent beyond the Oh-i-o.
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Blow ye winds of morning, blow ye winds heigh- o,
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Blow ye winds of morning, blow, blow, blow.
Verse 4
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When Peter heard of this sad news, he knew not what to say,
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He'd half a mind to jump into the Susquehan-i-a.
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Blow ye winds of morning, blow ye winds heigh- o,
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Blow ye winds of morning, blow, blow, blow.
Verse 5]
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Now Peter went away out west to seek his fort-i-an, 
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But he was caught and scal-pi-ed by a blood-i In-di-in.
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Blow ye winds of morning, blow ye winds heigh- o,
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Blow ye winds of morning, blow, blow, blow.
Verse 6]
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When Lucy heard of this sad news, she knew not what to say, 
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She wept and wept and wep-i-ed her poor sweet life away.
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Blow ye winds of morning, blow ye winds heigh- o,
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Blow ye winds of morning, blow, blow, blow.