Bury me in Northumberland
My true loves gone away
she left me here beside myself
for two months and a day
with curls drawn by a masters hand
and a smile from above
its true the world is cruel and cold
that took away my love
The winters eye is dark they say
her breast is chilled the same
carried on her lonely winds
the whisper of her name
So bury me in Northumberland
in the country warm and fair
they say theres peace and slumber
for all those buried there
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