Well, if youre travelin in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.
Well, if you go when the snowflakes storm,
When the rivers freeze and summer ends,
Please see if shes wearing a coat so warm,
To keep her from the howlin winds.
Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
If it rolls and flows all down her breast.
Please see for me if her hair hangs long,
Thats the way I remember her best.
Im a-wonderin if she remembers me at all.
Many times Ive often prayed
In the darkness of my night,
In the brightness of my day.
So if youre travelin in the north country fair,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.