Girl from the north country Trad/Dylan/Roy Harper

If you're traveling in the north country far,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Please remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.

If you go when the snowflakes storm,
When the rivers freeze and summer ends,
Please see for me she has a coat so warm,
To keep her from the howling winds.

Please see for me that her hair's hanging long,
That it rolls and flows all down her breast.
Please see for me that her hair's hanging long,
That's the way I remember her the best.

I'm wonderin' if she remembers me at all.
Many times I've often laid,
In the darkness of my night,
In the brightness of my day.

So if you're traveling in the north country far,
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline,
Remember me to one who lives there.
She once was a true love of mine.