| If you’re traveling in the north country fair
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| Where the winds hits heavy on the borderline
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| Remember me to one who lives there
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| 'Cause she once was a true love of mine
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| If you’re goin' when the snowflakes storm
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| When the rivers freeze and the summer ends
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| Please see for me she has a coat so warm
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| To keep her from the howling wind
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| Please see for me if her hair hangs long
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| If it rolls and flows all down her breasts
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| Please see for me if her hair’s hanging long
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| That’s the way I remember her best
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| I’m a-wondering if she remembers me at all
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| Many times I’ve often prayed
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| In the darkness of my night
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| In the brightness of my day
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| If you’re traveling in the north country fair
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| Where the winds hits heavy on the borderline
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| Remember me to one who lives there
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| 'Cause she once was a true love of mine |