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If you're traveling in the north country fair Where the winds blow heavy on the border line Remeber me, the one who lives there, For she once was a true love of mine. Please see for me that her hair grows long It rolls and flows all down her breast Please see for me that her hair grows long, For thats the way I remember her best. I wonder if she remembers me at all Often times, I set and pray In the darkness of my nights In the stillness of my days. If you're traveling in the north country fair Where the winds blow heavy on the border line Remberber me, the one who lives there For she once was a true love of mine... |