Born In Maine

Well, old Lady Gray was Wabanaki

And she always felt the Earth beneath her feet

And even when she was feeling low

She was grateful for every new day that she'd meet

And oh she loved the woods

Was out there every minute if she could

And with her ancestors she stood

Against history's refrain

Those dark things done in God's name

Before—before this land was Maine

Now my great, great, great grandfather fought for the 20th

Under Joshua Chamberlain

And they ran out of powder and shot on Little Round Top

So they fixed their bayonets

And they stormed down that mountain like rain

Even though they were afraid

They did it anyway

Oh good God those boys were brave

For some it was their last day

Oh they never made it home—never made it home to Maine

I feel her soil in my blood

And I've seen my blood upon her soil

It's her mysteries that I seek

So I let my roots run deep

Her waters have washed me with grace

And I've climbed her mountains to stay sane

And even when I'm far away

I'm a part—of Maine

Now some of my friends they lost the battle

They played with fire and they torched it all

And let's be honest folks

It's a curse that's really plaguing us all

And what happened to them

Rushing headlong into the end

Not letting their lives begin

Afraid to be afraid

Not seeing how they were made

Running away—running away in Maine

I feel her soil in my blood

And I've seen my blood upon her soil

It's her mysteries that I seek

So I let my roots run deep

Her waters have washed me with grace

And I've climbed her mountains to stay sane

And even when I'm far away

I'm a part of Maine--I am a part of Maine

So please come take a walk with me

I'd love to spend some time with you