The Council of the North was an administrative body set up in 1472 by King Edward IV of England, the first Yorkist monarch to hold the Crown of England, to improve government control and economic prosperity, to benefit all of Northern England. Edward's brother, Richard, Duke of Gloucester (later Richard III) was its first Lord President.
The Council was based in Yorkshire throughout its history: first at Sheriff Hutton Castle and at Sandal Castle, and then at King's Manor, York. Henry VIII re-established the Council after the English Reformation, when the north became identified with Roman Catholicism. It was abolished in the preamble to the English Civil War.
The Council was established in 1472 by King Edward IV of England. Its chief headquarters was at Sheriff Hutton Castle and Sandal Castle. It was established to administer Royal justice in the northern parts of England, including Yorkshire, Lancashire, Cumberland, Westmorland, Durham and Northumberland. Richard appointed a group of local supporters to the council. It was administered from Sheriff Hutton. When Richard became king the council continued under the nominal leadership of his son Edward of Middleham. After Edward's death in 1484, Richard placed it in the hands of his new heir John de la Pole, Earl of Lincoln, who was charged with control primarily of Yorkshire.
It's so cold in this country
Every road home is long
He had a map that he bought
For the price of his soul
He had a reason to go there
And a warm place to stay
And when it came time to leave
It was never the right day
Good luck, bad luck survivor
Sleep is my friend and my rival
Good luck, bad luck survivor
There was a girl who he married
And he left her behind
He couldn't picture her face now
It was like he was blind
Up at five in the morning
Every breath was a stone
It's so cold in this country
You can never get warm
Good luck, bad luck survivor
Sleep is my friend and my rival
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Good luck, bad luck survivor
Sleep is my friend and my rival
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It's a strange disappearance
It's a real mystery, is he asleep in the snow?
Does he feel free?
There's a person he once was in a place far away
It's so cold in this country
I told her in May
Good luck, bad luck survivor
Sleep is my friend and my rival
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Good luck, bad luck survivor
Sleep is my friend and my rival
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Good luck, bad luck survivor
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