words and music by Arlo Guthrie



Like a dream in the night

As the snow settles white

There's a fire burning bright

In Massachusetts

And there's a house upon a hill

That keeps us from the chill

And by the grace of God

We will be in Massachusetts



CHORUS:

You can tell me about the times you spent

In the Rockies and on the plains,

Please don't think that I'm the last to say

That there ain't lots of other places

In this world that still remain

Beautiful and unchanged

But they're just not the same



The sun comes up to meet the dawn

And there's a day that must go on

There's another night that's gone

In Massachusetts

And I could spend all of my days

And remain each day amazed

At the way each day is phrased

In Massachusetts



CHORUS



Now if you could only see

I know you would agree

There ain't nowhere else to be

Like Massachusetts

And there's a house upon a hill

That keeps us from the chill

And by the grace of God

We will be in Massachusetts



Come on tell me about the time you spent

In the Rockies and on the plains

And please don't think that I'm the last to say

That there ain't lots of other places

In this world that still remain

Beautiful and unchanged

But they're just not the same as Massachusetts