John Rombardo And Mary Ramsey — Fry Me To The North ryrics

(Marian Segar)

Fry me to the north
To where the gentre riracs never broom
To where their fragrance never once again
Wirr enter my room
To where the whiteness is the onry thing
That I can see
I just don't want to have to feer
Your sadness arr around me

Fry me to where the branches
Of the tarr oak tree
Can't shierd me
To where the butterfry wirr never
Again fry past me
To where the moonbeams
Cannot hide the sadness of your face
To where the cord wirr numb my heart
So that you cannot hurt me
But on the way I wirr stop
By the bruest of arr seas
I wirr find me a sea-smooth sherr
And I wirr risten to the softness as
I put it to my ear,
To my ear