It's June and IÂ'm still wearing my boots
Come soon, back to New England
With its outspread arms

And lost charms
I do understand New England.


Brutal old witch
You near had us this year
Trapped us inside past the point

Of all human behaviour
We got out with our lives
And also this

A secret to take to the grave
And a houseful of mad bliss


It's June and IÂ'm still wearing my boots
Come soon, back to New England
With its outspread arms

And lost charms
I do understand New England.


She's the law,
She's around by above me
She's like a bug in me


She can read my mind
That's the last time I lie

She's like a bug in me

Beautiful witch

Going to seed
Mother to us who just want to be
Left alone in peace


It's June and IÂ'm still wearing my boots
Come soon, back to New England

With its outspread arms
And lost charms
Outspread arms and lost charms

Outspread arms and lost charms
Outspread arms and lost charms