My Sweet Maine Lyrics

MY SWEET MAINE 

Where the pines hold up the northern sky 
It’s the home of the chickadee 
And the rocky coast, old and strong 
Is holdin’ back the sea 
She sits northeastern most of the lower 48 
And it was March of 1820 
When she became a state 

My sweet Maine 
You kinda’ made me who I am 
If I wind up gone tomorrow
I’m gonna come back home again 
My sweet Maine
I know January’s cold 
So I keep one eye on the summertime 
It’s where I’m growin’ old 
My sweet Maine 

Lighthouses bring the sailors home 
From out on Casco Bay
And from Portland up to Bangor 
You can drive right through L -A 
Between the western hills and the whippoorwills 
And Longfellow on the square 
It’s a little bit like Heaven 
You can feel it when you’re there 

My sweet Maine 
You kinda’ made me who I am 
And if I wind up gone tomorrow I’m gonna come back home again 
My sweet Maine I know January’s cold 
So I keep one eye on the summertime 
It’s where I’m growin’ old 
My sweet Maine 

(Bridge) Listen to the loons, they’re callin’
Half a mile away 
Big yellow moon paints silhouettes
On boats across the bay

It’s springtime on the Allagash 
When fishin’ comes to call 
With summers on Sebago 
And Fryeburg in the fall 
You can drive around the world right here 
From Denmark to Peru
It’s the way that life should be 
From Kittery up to Caribou 

My sweet Maine 
You kinda’ made me who I am 
And if I wind up gone tomorrow I’m gonna come back home again 
My sweet Maine I know January’s cold 
So I keep one eye on the summertime 
It’s where I’m growin’ old 
My sweet Maine 

My sweet Maine,
My sweet Maine,
My sweet Maine