New England Blues (Live)
I like four seasons
That's what I tell my friends down south
I got my reasons
I watch the breath come out my mouth
Sun burns in summer
Crispy leaves in fall
No matter the weather
I love to hate 'em all
Can't drive a car without a plow
Still expected to be at work somehow
Tired of kicking snow off the soles your shoes
So I guess you got them New England blues
Out by the fire
Shivering and sweating
Never perfect
But you'll ever catch me leaving
No California
Though the thoughts entered my brain
No Colorado
They got better weed in Maine
Can't drive a car without a plow
Still expected to be at work somehow
Tired of kicking snow off the soles your shoes
So I guess you got them new England blues
Big bad billy
I think he needs a hug
He's getting tired
Of white girls wearing Uggs
That wind blowin'
Has made him extra cold
He's only 30
But damn does he look old
Can't drive a car without a plow
Still expected to be at work somehow
Tired of kicking snow off the soles your shoes
So I guess you got them New England blues
I guess you got them New England blues
I guess you got them New England blues
I guess you got them New England blues
I guess you got them New England blues
That's what I tell my friends down south
I got my reasons
I watch the breath come out my mouth
Sun burns in summer
Crispy leaves in fall
No matter the weather
I love to hate 'em all
Can't drive a car without a plow
Still expected to be at work somehow
Tired of kicking snow off the soles your shoes
So I guess you got them New England blues
Out by the fire
Shivering and sweating
Never perfect
But you'll ever catch me leaving
No California
Though the thoughts entered my brain
No Colorado
They got better weed in Maine
Can't drive a car without a plow
Still expected to be at work somehow
Tired of kicking snow off the soles your shoes
So I guess you got them new England blues
Big bad billy
I think he needs a hug
He's getting tired
Of white girls wearing Uggs
That wind blowin'
Has made him extra cold
He's only 30
But damn does he look old
Can't drive a car without a plow
Still expected to be at work somehow
Tired of kicking snow off the soles your shoes
So I guess you got them New England blues
I guess you got them New England blues
I guess you got them New England blues
I guess you got them New England blues
I guess you got them New England blues
Credits
Writer(s): Corey Joseph Beauregard, Jonathan Corwin Sanders
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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