Kapuskasing Coffee

Sometimes I find that I get too sentimental
 Too sentimental when I think of you
 Sometimes it helps to play some heavy, heavy metal
 But somehow heavy metal makes me think of you
 too
 I met you on a road of cordouroy and maple
 Cordouroy and maple when I sang to you
 Early one morning drinking Kapuskasing coffee
 Kapuskasing Coffee and I sang to you
 All the roads are washed out in the town
 But the poster boys of North America are still around
 All the roads are six feet underground
 But god bless them posterboys of North America
 For sticking around
 Sometimes I find that I get too sentimental
 Too sentimental when I think of you
 Early one morning drinking Kapuskasing coffee
 I had your arms around me as I sang to you
 All the roads are washed out in the town
 But the poster boys of North America are still around
 All the roads are six feet underground
 But god bless them posterboys of North America
 For sticking around
 Sometimes it helps to play some heavy heavy metal
 Sometimes it helps to drink some Kapuskasing coffee
 Sometimes it helps to play some heavy heavy metal
 Sometimes it helps to drink some Kapuskasing coffee