Come lovers, come loners, remember yourselves
As lusty tempestuous fools
When to dream was to conjure an ocean
From your small secretarial pools
When you stood a the Gulf of Unknowing
When you saw the great Tundra of Time
And you cried for the winds to come blowing
And you called a monsoon from the tides of the moon
Cause the roads were all dusty and dry
Gone rain dancing lonely tonight
When what should appear in the distance
Blowing hither and yon, it's Calamity John
And he's coming to sweep you away

He'll tear through the home front, he'll lift you up laughing
He'll blow every signpost away
As the weather report says, 'High drama
With a five percent chance that he'll stay.'
Now the floor starts to rot and the roof goes
And your friends say he's bad for your health
And they've warned you about him on talk shows
So you told him to pack, hit the road, don't come back
And he said, 'Hey, don't flatter yourself.'
And you said

'I'm closing my door to the storm
I'm saving myself from its freedom
I put the chain on, on Calamity John
I don't want you to dance me away.'
So it's seven months later, you've bolted your hair back.,
You're almost immune to the moon
And at parties you stay in the kitchen
Common sense, with a big wooden spoon
All at once you can feel the storm coming
As you burst out into the old refrain
To the sound of America drumming
Call it pain, call it art, call it opening your heart
Let it go, let it fly, let it rain
He smiles and the clouds turn to black.,
With the wind through the flowers come blowing
The warning bell's on. 'What's your name? Oh it's John
That's such an unusual name.'