New Jersey

New Jersey was just a pass through state From Boston to Myrtle Beach Just a turnpike in our rear view mirror Before the final destination we could reach We never gave her a second thought Only stopped to get some gas Every time they said we couldn’t pump it ourselves This would make us start to laugh Then one year we were bit by the gambling bug And decided to give Atlantic City the college try And discovered a whole coast of Jersey shore Much more pleasant to a young man’s eye One summer we fancied a canoe trip And floated down the Water Gap We never knew that there was so much beauty Residing on the western side of the Jersey map We began exploring other exits on the Turnpike As the years started slipping by Always amazed by the adventures that greeted us With each new vacation we gave a try When my career path lead to the Big Apple New Jersey welcomed me in her home I quickly made so many friends here That I never felt I was alone I now live in the Garden State That a million others just drive through I am sure many more would enjoy it here If her diversity they only knew