Lyrics:

To wild and weary slumber,
What dreams will come;
All night like galloping thunder,
Night horses on the run.

And Ive walked that northern highway,
In the autumn rain;
Good things are gonna come my way,
Blue skies coming back again.

All through that Michigan forest,
Fell a beat in rhyme;
My voice a lonesome chorus,
Two feet in metered time.

And I saw that rolling river,
So cold and wide;
So I will be delivered,
Departed for the northern side.

And in that Jordan valley,
Sleep sound and tight
Sweet one, dont feel so badly,
Ill dream of you tonight.

To wild and weary slumber,
What dreams will come;
All night like galloping thunder,
Night horses on the run.