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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | That Song About The Midway.Flac |
| Album: | Clouds | Genres: | Folk-Rock |
| Year: | 1969 |
Length: | 277 sec |
Lyrics:
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 followed 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 wonderin', '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 Overtime, I've lost my fire overtime 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
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