Red Paint People

I'm on my way up to Rockland To try my luck on the ferry I'm told that the natives are very Supportive and kind It's been quite a year on the mainland I've lived my whole life on a screen Not sure I knew it would mean I'd go out of my mind So I packed up my bags for the trip Strapped this old uke to my hip Grabbed a drink Took a sip And set sail for the land of The Red Paint People The Red Paint People Oh I'm told they once came To the shores of this land Such a long long time ago I didn't know What I didn't know If I ever come back to the mainland It won't be because I need savin' From the denizens of North Haven They've treated me fine It's been twenty long years since I traveled Across the mighty Penobscot Some might've got tired but I'm not I'm towing the line Since I packed up my bags for the boat And the island air coated my throat This new life Got my vote So I stayed in the land… of… The Red Paint People The Red Paint People Oh I'm told they once came To the shores of this land Such a long long time ago I didn't know What I didn't know