New England

It's June and I'm still wearing my boots
 Come soon, back to New England
 With its outspread arms
 And lost charms
 I do understand New England.
 Brutal old witch
 You near had us this year
 Trapped us inside past the point
 Of all human behaviour
 We got out with our lives
 And also this
 A secret to take to the grave
 And a houseful of mad bliss
 It's June and I'm still wearing my boots
 Come soon, back to New England
 With its outspread arms
 And lost charms
 I do understand New England.
 She's the law,
 She's around by above me
 She's like a bug in me
 She can read my mind
 That's the last time I lie
 She's like a bug in me
 Beautiful witch
 Going to seed
 Mother to us who just want to be
 Left alone in peace
 It's June and I'm still wearing my boots
 Come soon, back to New England
 With its outspread arms
 And lost charms
 Outspread arms and lost charms
 Outspread arms and lost charms
 Outspread arms and lost charms