Lyrics

there's a scene you know the route
where the rivers blend and the hoot owls hoot
bonfires burn and bourbons shoot
by the muddy banks of the Chilicoote

midnight calling
I hear midnight calling
midnight trawling
I hear midnight calling

cast my net and hauled you in
saw you had such silky skin
thought I'd take you for a spin
then we'd do the milky thing

midnight calling
I hear midnight calling
midnight trawling
I hear midnight calling

midnight calling
I hear midnight calling
midnight trawling
I hear midnight calling

tangerine light streaks the sky
no not yet don't speak goodbye
some marine life seeks to fly
skying with a sleek design

midnight calling
I hear midnight calling
midnight trawling
I hear midnight calling
midnight calling
I hear midnight calling
midnight trawling
I hear midnight calling