Girl from the north country — The Waterboys

If you're travelling in the north country fair where the wind sweeps heavy on the border line Remember me to the one who lives there she once was a true love of mine

If you're travelling in the snow-flake storm where the rivers freeze and the summer ends See for me that she's wearing a cloak that is warm to keep her from the howlin' wind

See for me if her hair is hanging low if it curls and it tumbles all the way to her breast See for me if her hair is hanging low 'cos that's the way that I remember her best

I'm wondering if she remembers me at all the many times I've often strayed In the stillness of my night and in the darkness of my day

So if you're travelling in the north country fair where the wind sweeps heavy on the border line Remember me to the one who lives there for she once was a true love of mine