The Song About The Midway

I met you on a midway at a fair last year

And you stood out like a ruby in a black man's ear

You were playin' on the horses, you were playin' on the guitar strings

You were playin' like a devil wearin' wings

Wearin' wings, you looked so grand wearin' wings

Do you tape them to your shoulders just to sing?

Can you fly? I heard you can, can you fly?

Like an eagle doin' your huntin' from the sky

I travelled with the sideshows to another town

And I found you in a trailer on the camping grounds

You were betting on some lover, you were shaking up the dice

And I thought I saw you cheatin' once or twice

Once or twice, I heard your bid once or twice

Were you wond'rin' was the gamble worth the price?

Pack it in, I heard you did, pack it in

Was it hard to fold a hand you knew could win?

So lately you've been hidin', it was somewhere in the news

And I'm still at these races with my ticket stubs and my blues

And a voice calls out the numbers and it sometimes mentions mine

And I feel like I've been workin' overtime

Over time, I've lost my fire, over time

Always playin' one more hand for one more dime

Slowin' down, I'm gettin' tired, slowin' down

And I envy you, the valley that you've found

'Cause I'm midway, down the midway

Slowin' down, down, down, down