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The moon is glowing and the wind is blowing,
the trees are shedding their leaves,
It's AUTUMN IN NEW HAMPSHIRE.
That's the place I long to be.
The air is crispy and the horses frisky,
the children celebrating Halloween,
It's AUTUMN IN NEW HAMPSHIRE.
That's the place for me.
I can see the mighty mountains
so tall and bold
I can see the tow'r-ing maples
turning their leaves from green to gold.
The days are brightest and hearts are lightest,
the sum-er's gone so let it be.
It's AUTUMN IN NEW HAMPSHIRE.
That's the place I long to be.
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