Once on a time there lived a man
His name was Peter Gray
He lived way down in that air town
Called Pennsylvania
Blow ye winds of mourning blow ye winds – He ho! –
blow ye winds of mourning blow blow blow
Now Peter fell in love all with a nice young girl
The first two letters of her name were Lucianna Quirl
Just as they were gwine to wed her father did say: No!
And quincicontly she was sent beyond the Ohio
When Peter heard his love was lost he knew not what to say
He'd half a mind to jump into the Susquehania
But he went travelling to the west for furs and other skins
Till he was caught and scalp-i-ed by bloody Injiins
When Lucianna heard the news she straightway took to bed
And never did get up again untill she di-i-ed