A north country maid up to london has strayed
Although with her nature it did not agree.
So she wept and she sighed and bitterly she cried,
Oh, I wish once again in the north I could be.

For the oak and the ash and the bonny ivy tree
They all grow green in the north country.

While sadly I roam I regret my dear home,
Where the lads and young lasses are making the hay.
Where the birds sweetly sing, and the merry bells do ring
And the maidens and meadows are pleasant and gay.

For the oak and the ash and the bonny ivy tree
They all grow green in the north country.

No doubt if I please, I could marry with ease,
Where maidens are fair, many lovers will come.
But he that I wed must be north country bred
And carry me back to my own country.

For the oak and the ash and the bonny ivy tree
They all grow so green in the north country.

• Cockleshells
• Come My Way[Version 2]
• Green Are Your Eyes
• How Should I Your True Love Know
• Lullaby
• Mary Ann[Version 2]
• North Country Maid
• Sally Free & Easy
• Scarborough Fair
• She Moved Thu' The Fair
• Sunny Goodge Street
• The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face[Version 2]
• The Last Thing on My Mind
• The Most of What is Least
• Wild Mountain Thyme