It's always nice to come home after getting lots donenI slip off my boots take off all my coats and go right into my roomnI turn on my little lamp and finally sit downnAnd pick up my guitar and give it some strumsnnAnd I think of you in New BrunswicknI think of you in your little housenI think of you in New BrunswicknI think of you and your comfy bednnI can wonder what you did with your day. I'd like to tell you about mine but I'll wait.nYou probably played guitar too. I'm sure cause I know you always donAnd round now you're making supper after your day is throughnYou may even be in your lazy boy chair, and soon I will be there toonnNow I think of you in New BrunswicknI think of you in your little housenI think of you in New BrunswicknI think of you and your comfy bed