:GIRL FROM THE NORTH COUNTRY} {st:Bob Dylan} Well, if you're [G]travellin' in the [C]north [D]country [G]fair, [G]Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline Remember me [C]to one who lives [G]there [G]She once was a [C]true [D]love of [G]mine. Well, if you go in the snowflake storm When the rivers freeze and summer ends Please see she has a coat so warm To keep her from the howlin' winds. Please see for me if her hair hangs long If it rolls and flows all down her breast, Please see for me if her hair hangs long, That's the way I remember her best. I'm a wonderin' if she remembers me at all Many times I've often prayed In the darkness of my night In the brightness of my day. So if you're travellin' in the north country fair, Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline Remember me to one who lives there, She once was a true love of mine.