Afert the program we did the other night for the New York State Folklore Society, someone asked if we knew a song about "the far northland, calling me away." Seems she has and old-timer friend that used to know it but can no longer remember all of the words. Well, I recognized it, and was shocked to realize that I couldn't rememebr the words either! Even my trusty companion, she of the steel-trap memory, who was so Gung Ho that she went to camp every summer with both Girl Scouts and Campfire Girls, was unable to come up with the words. It's like the Road to the Isles in the DT, but Americanized. Begins something like:

It's the far northland that is calling me away,
As take I with my knapsack to the road...

So, here I am, folks, confident that I'll have the text from several of you within half an hour. Right?

Sandy