Kapuskasing Coffee

Sometimes I find that I get too sentimental Too sentimental when I think of you Sometimes it helps to play some heavy, heavy metal But somehow heavy metal makes me think of you Too I met you on a road of cordouroy and maple Cordouroy and maple when I sang to you Early one morning drinking Kapuskasing coffee Kapuskasing Coffee and I sang to you All the roads are washed out in the town But the poster boys of North America are still around All the roads are six feet underground But god bless them posterboys of North America For sticking around Sometimes I find that I get too sentimental Too sentimental when I think of you Early one morning drinking Kapuskasing coffee I had your arms around me as I sang to you All the roads are washed out in the town But the poster boys of North America are still around All the roads are six feet underground But god bless them posterboys of North America For sticking around Sometimes it helps to play some heavy heavy metal Sometimes it helps to drink some Kapuskasing coffee Sometimes it helps to play some heavy heavy metal Sometimes it helps to drink some Kapuskasing coffee