[Roud 1367; Laws K43B; G/D 5:1058; Ballad Index LK43B; EBBA 30805; trad.] A North Country maid Up to London has strayed Although with her nature it did not agree And she's wept and she's sighed And she's wrung her hands and cried Oh I wish once again in the North I could be
Chorus (after each verse): Where the oak and the ash and the bonny ivy tree All flourish and bloom in my North Country