THAT SONG ABOUT THE MIDWAY
Joni Mitchell - 1969


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 your bid 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 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