From the recording Stories Amidst the Blue

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Sweet New England

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I wrote this song several years ago, going to see my brother and his young family in Norich, Vermont. A snowy Christmas, indeed.

All proceeds for this song to go to Hurricane Irene Relief fund for the American Red Cross.

Lyrics

Sweet New England

Once upon a time I nurtured nursury rhymes
Near a sleepy-hollow lazy lane
And life's gone by, and in a twinkle of an eye
I've learned to play a different game
I go into the city and I sell the part of me
That's yearning for the mountains white
And would far rather be

In New England
What is it in your style I used to know?
What is it in your smile that seems to grow upon my spirit?
Oh lord I can hear it . . .
Whistling with the wind through the village down below

A place I used to know as a child
Walkin' free or runnin' wild
So different now . . .yet ain't it strange?
That now matter how much You and I reminice of times gone by
There are some things that never change
There's a place and a people who are subborn that I know
'cause if you tell 'em how to run their life
They'll tell you where to go . . .

Sweet New England
What is it in your style I used to know?
What is it in your smile that seems to grow upon my spirit
Oh lord I can hear it
Whistling with the wind through the village I used to know

Bridge

Soemtimes yesterday will whisper in my ear
and I know what they mean when they say
"You can't get there from here . . ."