SHE'S A GIRL UP NORTH | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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A North country lad sat alone in his room In London Town one day He gazed at a photo he held in his hand Of his sweetheart far away A friend of his called there and said 'Hello You've got a girl in your eye Who is the lady that's captured your heart?' The other made reply Chorus: 'She is a girl up North, a dear little girl up North In her two little wooden shoes, she's the lass I wouldn't lose Some day my way will be the journey forth I don't intend to tarry but marry my Carrie She's my little girl up North He showed his the photo of his little lass Dressed in her clogs and shawl And said, 'Tho' she works in a factory, To me she is quite the best of all.' The other one cried, 'What a picture too How nice for you it must be I should think myself a real lucky chap If she belonged to me.' Chorus: The lad said, 'I mean to return there, some day To wed my lass so dear I'm thinking of her all the time I'm away And I'm longing to be near I'm putting some brass in the saving's bank Out of my wages and soon I'll marry my little lassie, and go off on my honeymoon.' Chorus: |
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Written and composed by F. Godfrey & F.E. D'Albert | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Performed by Ella Retford (1886-1962) | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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