girl from the north country

well, if you're travelin' in the north country fair, when the wind hits heavy on the borderline; remember me to the 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; please see if she's wearing a coat so warm, to keep her from the howling wind.

please see for me if her hair's hang long, if it rolls and flows all down her breast, please see for me if her hair's hang long, that's the way i remember her best.