[Lyric] The Oak and the Ash (Molly Drake)

[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 my 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 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