(Bob Morris)      Well, once I met a pretty little girl   And she was fair to see   I fell in love with a pretty little girl   She fell in love with me.      I kissed her on her dimpled chin   While stars in heaven did play   But along come a howl in that old north wind   And carried her away.      North wind, north wind   Bring my baby back again   North wind, where did she go   Nobody but you will ever know.      It seems I hear her calling me   And when I answer back   I find it's just that old north wind   A whistlin' round my shack.      Each night before I go to sleep   Down on my knees I pray   That the old north wind come a howlin' by   And carry me away.      North wind, north wind   Bring my baby back again   North wind, where did she go   Nobody but you will ever know...