It's June and I'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 I'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 I'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