Из альбома: Sunday Night Sessions

If you're travelin' in the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
See for me the one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

See for me if her hair is hanging long
And it rolls and flows all down her breast
See for me if her hair is hanging long
Because that's the way I remember her best

And if you go where the snowflakes form
Where the rivers freeze and summer ends
See if she's has a coat so warm
To keep her from the howlin' winds

If you're travelin' the north country fair
Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline
See for me to one who lives there
She once was a true love of mine

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