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Well, if you're traveling down to the north country fair
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 going down to snowflakes storm
The rivers freeze and summers end
You see if she's wearing a coat so warm
To keep her from the howling winds
You see for me if her hair hangs long
It rolls and falls all down her breast
Will you see for me the hair's hanging long
That's the way I remember best
I'm a-wondering if she remembers me at all
Many times I've often prayed
In the darkness of my night
In the brightness of my day
If you're traveling to 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
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