(Mike Scott & Anthony Thistlethwaite) there's a
black wind blowing a typhoon on the rise pummelin
rain murderous skies! I'm gonna take my books I'm
gonna wear my coat I'm gonna find my scarf and
wrap it around my throat and you can Come with me
thru the drivin snow we're gonna ride on up to
Medicine Bow well I spent too long just stuck on
the shore there's a man in my head but he isn't
me any more I'm gonna find me a ship stowaway on
a boat I'm gonna burn all the words and letters
and cards that I ever wrote and you can Sail with
me where the current flows we're gonna move on up
to Medicine Bow I'm gonna change my colours
cancel my things stop my squawkin grow some
wings! well I will not sleep and I will not rest
I will put my soul and my will to the test I'm
gonna tug at my tether I'm gonna tear on my lead
I'm gonna test my knowledge in the field of deeds
and you can Run with me fast as we can go over the
hills to Medicine Bow