It's always nice to come home after getting lots done I slip off my boots take off all my coats and go right into my room I turn on my little lamp and finally sit down And pick up my guitar and give it some strums And I think of you in New Brunswick I think of you in your little house I think of you in New Brunswick I think of you and your comfy bed I can wonder what you did with your day. I'd like to tell you about mine but I'll wait. You probably played guitar too. I'm sure cause I know you always do And round now you're making supper after your day is through You may even be in your lazy boy chair, and soon I will be there too Now I think of you in New Brunswick I think of you in your little house I think of you in New Brunswick I think of you and your comfy bed