Well, if you`re 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 she`s 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,
That`s the way I remember her best. 

I`m a-wonderin` if she remembers me at all.
Many times I`ve often prayed
In the darkness of my night,
In the brightness of my day. 

So if you`re 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.