Any of you knowledgeable ‘caters able to point me towards the origin of this version of the Two Sisters/The Wind and the rain please?

THE WIND AND THE RAIN

‘Twas early one morning in the month of May
Oh the wind and the rain.
Two lovers went walking on a bright spring day
Crying in the dreadful wind and rain.

Well he said “Oh, my lady, will you marry me?”
Oh the wind and the rain.
“And my sweet wife you will always be”
Crying in the dreadful wind and rain.

But she said “Oh no, that can ne - ver be”
Oh the wind and the rain.
“For you’re much too poor for the support of me”
Crying in the dreadful wind and rain.

So he spun her around and he stabbed her to the ground
Oh the wind and the rain.
Then he threw her in deep water where he kneeew she would drown
Crying in the dreadful wind and rain.

But she floated on down to the millers mill pond
Oh the wind and the rain.
The miller fished her out with his long fishing line
Crying in the dreadful wind and rain.

Well, the miller laid her out on the banks to dry
Oh the wind and the rain.
And a fiddling fool come a-passing by
Crying in the dreadful wind and rain.

He made fiddle pegs out of her long finger bones
Oh the wind and the rain.
And he made a fiddle bow out of her long yellow hair,
Crying in the dreadful wind and rain.

And he's made a little fiddle body of her breast bone
Oh the wind and the rain.
Whose sound would melt a heart of stone
Crying in the dreadful wind and rain.

But the only tune that fiddle could play
Was, Oh, the wind and the rain
The only tune that fiddle could play
Was, Crying in the dreadful wind and rain.