(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