New Hampshire: Old New Hampshire

There's a place that I know
Where the purple lilacs grow
And the sparkling rivers rush
Down to the sea
Where the snow-capped mountains rise
High into the clear blue sky
And the seasons come and go so naturally

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Oh, New Hampshire
New Hampshire
Is where
I want to be
Oh, oh-oo-oh New Hampshire
I love New Hampshire, naturally

Oh I love her in the spring
When the birds begin to sing
In the winter
And the good old
Summertime
But I think it's in the fall
That I love her most of all
New Hampshire's always somewhere in my mind

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[Whistling]

As I sail upon a breeze
Feel the earth beneath my skis
Paddle
Down a stream
Or cast a fly
Wander through a village square
Breathe the cool clean mountain air
I know how it feels to be New Hampshire high

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Naturally
Naturally
Oh God, help me