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.