A lyrical performance set to a catchy hook, weaving New England imagery like Mount Katahdin and Portland with scenes of drinking beer on a deck. The narrator mixes personal ambition, family pride, and regional history into a rhythmic celebration of place and youthful confidence.
This isn't LA. I'll direct this movie like the greatest. New England, chill to the bone. I'm catchy like a music video. Portland, I'm about to put my groove on. Coop Flag New Balance, put my shoes on. In the Valley, looking at the mountains. I tossed some pennies in a wishing fountain. La la. La la, I'm running to you, my dear. I'm about to go tag my deer. La la, la la, I'm drinking on a 12-ounce beer, sitting with my friends on a deck here. I'm your main guy. People telling me my ceiling is way high. I'm hiking Mount Katahdin, I hit the peak and I smile. Nice head's got me fearing heights, I'm hardened for a while. If I earned a million dollars, me and my fam would hoot and holler. I worked hard for it. Push the button. La la la la. I'm running to you, my dear. I'm about to go tag my deer. La la, la la. I'm drinking on a 12-ounce beer, sitting with my friends on a deck here. La la, la la, la la. When you think about this place, There's history, some bad, some good. It'll lead to my story, and the future is bright. Lala, Lala, I'm running to you, my dear. I'm about to go tag my deer. La la, la la, I'm drinking on a 12-ounce beer, sitting with my friends on a deck here. La la, la la, la la, la la.
