State of Maine Song
Written by Roger Vinton Snow
Composed by Roger Vinton Snow
Grand State of Maine, proudly we sing,
To tell your glories to the land
To shout your praises till the echoes ring
Should fate unkind send us to roam
The scent of the fragrant pines,
The tang of the salty sea will call us home.
Oh, Pine Tree State
Your woods, fields and hills
Your lakes, streams and rockbound coast
Will ever fill our hearts with thrills
And tho' we seek far and wide
Our search will be in vain
To find a fairer spot on earth
Than Maine! Maine! Maine!
The Cone and Tassel from
the Eastern White Pine
The State Flower
