That Song About The Midway

Well 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 playing on the horses, you were playing on the guitar strings You were playing like a devil wearing wings Wearing wings you looked so grand, wearing 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 hunting 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 cheating once or twice Once or twice, I heard you did, once or twice Were you wondering, 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 hiding, 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 working overtime Overtime, I've lost my fire, overtime Always playin' one more hand for one more dime Slowin' down, I'm getting tired, slowin' down And I envy you the valley that you've found 'Cause I'm midway down the midway, slowin' down, down, down --- That Song About the Midway - Judy Collins