מילים לשיר That Song About The Midway – Joni Mitchell

I met you on a midway at a fair last year
You were playing on the horses, you were playing on the guitar strings
And you stood out like a ruby in a black man's ear
You were playing like a devil wearing wings, wearing wings
Do you tape them to your shoulders just to sing
You looked so grand wearing wings
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 thought I saw you cheating once or twice, once or twice
You were betting on some lover, you were shaking up the dice
And I found you in a trailer on the camping grounds I heard your bid once or twice
Were you wondering was the gamble worth the price
I heard you did! Pack it in
Pack it in
Was it hard to fold a hand you knew could win
So lately you've been hiding 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
Always playin' one more hand for one more dime
I've lost my fire overtime
Slowin' down
Slowin' down I'm gettin' tired!
Slowin' down, down, down, downAnd I envy you the valley that you've found
'Cause I'm midway down the midway.