Such a beautiful opener to the Bob Dylan tribute. It took my breath away when I tuned in to the live stream, and it takes my breath away now. Every bit as moving as the duet Bob did with Johnny Cash all those years ago
If you're travelin' in the north country fair Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline Remember me to one who lives there Oh she once was a true love of mine See for me if her hair's hanging down It curls and falls all down her breast See for me that her hair's hanging down That's the way I remember her best If you go when the snowflakes falls When the rivers freeze and summer ends Please see for me if she's wearing a coat so warm To keep her from the howlin' winds If you're travelin' in the north country fair Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline Please say "hello" to the one who lives there Oh she was once a true love of mine If you're travelin' in the north country fair Where the winds hit heavy on the borderline Remember me to one who lives there Oh she once was a true love of mine A true love of mine A true love of mine True love of mine A true love of mine A true love of mine She was once a true love of mine
If you could travel as far from Dylan, Cash, as you could go, you would find these two people. They don't understand this song, and never will. This is how you destroy culture.
