1. Oo-oh! Oo-oh! I am the storm-wind bold;
Blow! snow! I fill the world with cold.
I drive the hardy sailors Far o’er the boist’rous seas;
I clear a path for the south-wind And for the western breeze.
2. Zoo-zo! Zoo-zo! South-wind soft am I;
Low! low! List to my sough and sigh.
I wake the sleepy cloudlets Bringing the summer showers,
I hum the world’s low dream-song Over the baby flow’rs,
[3] May be sung with zither, jew’s-harp, or horn-comb accompaniment