It's been a little fever and maybe Bucky Beaver Who made me pull the lever and leave once again We chose just not to marry but go ahead and carry All of our earthly goods and go to live out in the woods Midnight on the mountain and you watch the clouds roll by Country air's appealin' but there's more than meets the eye Meets the eye... Moonlight on the cabin and you're too damn cold to sleep Your head turns from my pillow so I can't see you weep See you weep...Sarah sleep Stoned alone together least the city streets have drains Standing here ass high up in the rain longin' for Boston Once again Sarah's cold and hungry and the baby's due any day Stuck up in high country and it don't thaw out 'til May Here we'll stay... Mountain fever's on me and tonight the truck broke down Doctor in the valley but we can't get in to town He don't come 'round Sarah cried for Boston and her mother late last night I reassured her everything was tight but I'm not sure that it's all right... Midnight on the mountain and you watch the clouds roll by Country air's appealin' but there's more than meets the eye Meets the eye.
