Animaterra, if you want a re-write...

Oh, New Hampshire, you're my home
Where a lonely seagull flies
And I look up where it has flown
And seagull poop falls in eyes.

Walking barefoot in your sands
Or a clear blue mountain stream
I step on rocks and shells of clams
Oh, hear my heartfelt scream.

There's a place where I can be
Where there's no one else but me
Be thankful for that one small thing
'Cause you won't hear this song I sing.