Boston

There goes John Hancock he's the richest man in town He doesn't even feign conceal it There goes Sam Adams with his shabby clothes and frown He's like an earthquake can you feel it Oh! Feel it. No In Boston, it's a city on the brink where anything can happen Yes, anything you think In Boston. It's a city on the edge On the edge of an idea A glorious idea A dangerous idea In Boston There's Captain Preston, he's the captain of the guard And all the lobster backs obey him There's Admiral Montague a cruel man and hard They say no mortal hand can stay him Oh! Stay him? No? In Boston, it's a city on the brink where anything can happen Yes, anything you think In Boston. It's a city on the edge On the edge of an idea A glorious idea A dangerous idea In Boston There's Paul Revere, he is a son of liberty They say he's something of a rebel There's Mrs. Oliver. She's still drinking the tea They say she only sings in treble Oh! Treble? No. In Boston, it's a city on the brink where anything can happen Yes, anything you think In Boston. It's a city on the edge On the edge of an idea A glorious idea A dangerous idea In Boston There's Edward Garrick, just a young, apprenticed lad He's always ready with a jeer. There's Andrew Oliver and his steps are firm yet sad He taxes us on all that's dear! Oh! Dear? No! In Boston, it's a city on the brink where anything can happen Yes, anything you think In Boston. It's a city on the edge On the edge of an idea A glorious idea A dangerous idea In Boston There's Sarah Fulton always spinning at her wheel To help the people with their boycotts There's Brigid Burdick, and she keeps an even keel But in her tavern there are tea plots Oh. Tea plots? No! In Boston, it's a city on the brink where anything can happen Yes, anything you think In Boston. It's a city on the edge On the edge of an idea A glorious idea A dangerous idea In Boston