Fargo

Beneath a clear blue sky, plains meet far horizons
Hear the train calling, In Fargo
Settlers arrive, their lives in dusty bags
Counting long winters to come, in Fargo

In this town children grow, and chase uncertain dreams
The river draws a fickle line, in Fargo
Flames level homes, and the cold wind sweeps the streets
Only the rugged survive, in Fargo

The Red River winds under cold tracks of steel
To one side lies fortune the other misery
Who will win and who will lose only the cloudy waters know
Judge of the rich and poor in Fargo

Years come and go, taking toll on flesh and soul
Skin turned a withered brown, in Fargo
Lives gambled for riches most will surely lose
The train keeps a callin’, in Fargo

The Red River winds under cold tracks of steel
To one side lies fortune the other misery
Who will win and who will lose only the cloudy waters know
Judge of the rich and poor in Fargo

The Red River flows...in Fargo
Judge of the rich and poor...in Fargo