Oh my dad he was a hardworking soul
Oh my dad he was a hardworking soul
He drove his truck into the city long before the sun would show
And as he filled all those gas stations up with liquid gold
He would dream of a better place to go
Up that central highway surrounded by the pines
To the lake below the mountains where the water slows down time
And all the trembling that comes with the dollar and the dime
It gets lost when you cross the state line
And oh New Hampshire
You never fail to take me in your arms
When I need an answer
I'm going up to New Hampshire
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I'm going
When I need a place away from all the sounds
Of the city and the sorrow that can run a man right down
Well that old man on the mountain may have crumbled to the ground
But his voice is just as strong just as proud
And he said, oh New Hampshire
You never fail to take me in your arms
When I need an answer
I'm going up to New Hampshire
And oh New Hampshire
You never fail to take me in your arms
When I need an answer
I'm going up to New Hampshire
I'm going up to New Hampshire
I'm going up to New Hampshire