Hello there Mr. Abenaki, how are you today?
You see, we serve the crown of France, we thought we'd come this way
Make this mountainous location part of our New World creation
tell us, have you anything you'd like to trade?

Your houses really quite inviting, your language rather not
We'll make you fabulously wealthy if you serve our cause
And forever interweave this splendid empire of beavers
when we see the English ships begin to come

Here he comes, David Thompson
Will he treat you like you've treated me?
Will he treat you like we have?

Hello there Mr. Penacook man, reeling from the fight
I'll leave out whiskey and your daughters, tell my children lies
So they think that we were friends and maybe someday meet again
way up north where we can blend into the trees

Dover, just as beautiful as they say
as they clear cut the forest we pray for peace
and save the wood, and brace for attack

Waldron, the major and our defender
you drew out the tribes and you led them all to die
like you

The Englishman stands alone
we denounce our royal stone
come to warn us
the sea is blood and granite bone
yes the American boys have won

The Old Man, I miss the shadow that you cast
the mountain, it shows the image of the past
I remember the day you fell
it was a school day

Long after Washington got punched in the eye
on that dock down in Portsmouth
the presidency remained the same because

Up in the mountain on the skis we invented its time for the election
and they are the first to name

Good Richard Upton let your bill be passed
and let us cast our vote
for whoever we deem conventionally and

Politically up to our liberal agenda because let's stop pretending,
it'll always be a blue state!

Hart's Location, you know it's really amazing
just the way that we can live free or die

And now we celebrate with discounted liquor
and we do it all tax free
as the license plates start to fill with white

Meanwhile a Francophone bellhop at the financial conference
sets a table for FDR
he isn't sure if he should like the Steelers or the Pats

The polls are in, the polls are in
for one place
New Hampshire

Ladies and gentleman, the Dover jazz ghost!