Way up in the north land In the sweet cold and green Turns a mill, in those roving blue hills Where three rivers do meet Hand in hand we went waltzing Through those old lonely streets In my soul, I always will hold Those nights so dear to me So lay back your head Forget all your pain The nightingale croons to the west And breaks free from her chains Fare thee well to November Passing by like a dream Doubled over, with next year at your door When the slate is broken clean I found peace through the darkness It's so cold that it burns Northern lights are dancing tonight To a tune I've never heard So lay back your head Forget all your pain The nightingale croons to the west And breaks free from her chains