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Well, if you're travelin' till the North Country Fair |
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Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline |
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Remember me to one who lives there |
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For she once was a true love of mine |
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See for me that her hairs hangin' down |
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It curls and falls all down her breast |
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See for me that her hairs hangin' down |
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That's the way I remember her best |
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If you go when the snowflakes fall |
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When the rivers freeze and summer ends |
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Please see for me if she's wearing a coat so warm |
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To keep her from the howlin' winds |
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If you're travelin' in the North Country Fair |
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Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline |
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We say, "Hello" to all whoever is there |
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For she was once a true love of mine |
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If you're travelin' in the North Country Fair |
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Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline |
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Remember me to one who lives there |
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For she once was a true love of mine |
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True love of mine |
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A true love of mine |
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True love of mine |
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True love of mine |
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Yeah, true love of mine |
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A true love of mine |
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She was once a true love of mine |
