Lyrics

[Verse 1] A North Country maid up to London had strayed Although with her temper it did not agree She sobbed and she sighed, and bitterly she cried I wish I were back in the North Country [Chorus] Oh the oak and the ash and the bonny ivy tree They flourish at home in my own country [Verse 2] While sadly I roam I regret my dear home Where the lads and the lasses are making the hay Where the merry bells ring and the birds sweetly sing And the maidens and meadows are pleasant and gay [Chorus] Oh the oak and the ash and the bonny ivy tree They flourish at home in my own country [Verse 3] No doubt did I please, I could marry with ease Where maidens are fair many lovers will come But he whom I wed must be North Country bred And must carry me back to my North Country home [Chorus] Oh the oak and the ash and the bonny ivy tree They flourish at home in my own country