New Hampshire

Oh my dad he was a hardworking soul Oh my dad he was a hardworking soul He drove his truck into the city long before the sun would show And as he filled all those gas stations up with liquid gold He would dream of a better place to go Up that central highway surrounded by the pines To the lake below the mountains where the water slows down time And all the trembling that comes with the dollar and the dime It gets lost when you cross the state line And oh New Hampshire You never fail to take me in your arms When I need an answer I'm going up to New Hampshire I'm going When I need a place away from all the sounds Of the city and the sorrow that can run a man right down Well that old man on the mountain may have crumbled to the ground But his voice is just as strong just as proud And he said, oh New Hampshire You never fail to take me in your arms When I need an answer I'm going up to New Hampshire And oh New Hampshire You never fail to take me in your arms When I need an answer I'm going up to New Hampshire I'm going up to New Hampshire I'm going up to New Hampshire