Žodžiai dainai: Mountain Goats, The. Going To Scotland.

there was a barn owl trapped in the rafters

the ground underneath us was wet and cold

we heard the owl thrashing about

trying desparately to get out

we stood outside and watched the night unfold



we watched the sun go down on scotland

and i watched the moon come up over you

when a pack of dogs went silently past us

we knew we'd been given fair warning

but that was the only thing we knew



and you threw all your luggage out onto the water

and i tore the shirt away from my back

the cold came on with a new found intensity

and you pressed your warm body against me

and i loved you so much it was making me sick



and we watched the sun go down on scotland

we were glad that we'd left oklahoma behind

i took your hips in my hands and i threw you down

to the new found rich brown deep wet ground

had a vision of you burning on my mind



we watched the sun go down on scotland

and i watched the moon come up over you

when a pack of dogs went silently past us

we knew we'd been given fair warning

but that was the only thing we knew