Lyrics:

For all that it cost him He never did complain The chicken-headed man Feathering the rain But the last bus is tired And everybody's gone The horses are waiting In the middle of the lawn Gone for the rodeo Gone from the tundra, gal It's after the fair Is it bleeding out of you? 'Come into my trailer We'll toast a little bread Oh look, you've left a hole Where you laid on my bed' He said But you keep what you can keep When you dive into the deep There's year after frozen year That's where I saved you there Oh, away from the sky [x4] But everybody's gone now It's after the fair And the horses are painted With the waiting of the lawn You turn the carousel on When th elights have closed down And watch your ponies run Through the middle of town So there ya go, little gal, there ya go Gone from the tundra now It's after the fair That's where I ... Over the fences again And the vacuums in the hall And the planes up in the air That's where I hear you best Oh, away from the sky [x4]