(Bob Morris)

Well, once I met a pretty little girl
And she was fair to see
I fell in love with a pretty little girl
She fell in love with me.

I kissed her on her dimpled chin
While stars in heaven did play
But along come a howl in that old north wind
And carried her away.

North wind, north wind
Bring my baby back again
North wind, where did she go
Nobody but you will ever know.

It seems I hear her calling me
And when I answer back
I find it's just that old north wind
A whistlin' round my shack.

Each night before I go to sleep
Down on my knees I pray
That the old north wind come a howlin' by
And carry me away.

North wind, north wind
Bring my baby back again
North wind, where did she go
Nobody but you will ever know...