C’mon up the porch ‘n sit a spell.
Pull up a chayah ‘n give your dogs a rest.
Wanna beeyah (some call it beer)? Mountain Dew?
Lemme tell ya why I find Maine is the best.
Showah, we drop our r’s and add some too,
and we don’t ansah questions, we tell stories.
We don’t always have much, but take pride in ours,
and, like most, we go to bed with our own worries.
We pahk our cahs, we drink our beeyah,
our accent can make us sound adorable and slow.
We work very haahd, and we play haahd, too
and we laugh at the world because we do know.
We are varied, we are mixed, we come from all over.
Our towns reflect our heritage from Stockholm to Belfast.
There’s London, Sweden, China, Mexico. Norway, Moscow.
Athens, Naples, Paris, Peru … an olio of tolerance to ever last.
Our state is beautiful and you flock to it in droves,
for the foliage, the coast, Ba-Ha-Ba and so much more.
Katahdin is our highest climb and Acadia is on the coast.
And, including mud season, we have more seasons than four.
Ayuh, Maine is great, in my point of view, for I’ve seen them all
and I found each is unique in its own way.
Maine is beautiful. It is slow, it is peaceful; the way life should be.
Finish your drink? Hope you have a great day.