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,
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.

Many times I think of her again,
I'm wonderin' if she knows,
Many times I've often prayed.

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.