| A north country lass up to London did pass
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| Although with her nature it did not agree,
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| She wept and she sighed, and bitterly she cried:
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| 'I wish once again in the north I could be.'
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| Oh the oak and the ash and the bonny ivy tree,
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| They flourish at home in my own country.
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| Farewell to my daddy and farewell to my mammy
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| Till I see you again I nothing but mourn,
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| I’ll think of my brothers, my sisters and the others,
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| In less than a year I hope to return.
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| Oh the oak and the ash and the bonny ivy tree,
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| They flourish at home in my own country.
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| But if I do please, I’ll be married with ease,
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| I’ll find me a husband, to keep me from harm,
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| But the lad that I wed must be north country bred
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| Then he’ll carry me back to my north country home.
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| Oh the oak and the ash and the bonny ivy tree,
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| They flourish at home in my own country. |