The North Country Maid Lyrics

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
How sadly I roam and lament my dear home
Where lads and lasses are making the hay
Where the bells they do ring
And the little birds they sing
And the maidens and meadows are pleasant and gay
No doubt if I please I could marry with ease
For where bonnie lasses are lovers will come
But the lad that I wed
Must be North country bred
And must carry me back to my North country home