Madawaska Lyrics

Don't be mad, Madawaska

I looked at you like any other town

The riverside into Canada

The homes for sale all throughout the town

Clean yards and rolling hillsides

Neighborly and far into north Maine

I don't know how the border sees you

But I just might come visit you again

Don't be mad, Madawaska

Though heating costs may hardly be divine

When the bears and the moose come

We'll share kegs of beer and coax them to be kind

Envy sails with the mad draw

To larger joints in temperate climes

But with the snow and the road trucks

A rhythm forms which cannot be denied

Don't be mad, Madawaska

I speak to you as a New Englander

What we have, Madawaska

Is poetry deep inside the stir