That Song About The Midway — текст песни (Joni Mitchell)

I met you on a midway at a fair last year

And you stood out like a ruby in a black mans 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 youve been hiding - it was somewhere in the news

And Im 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 Ive been working overtime, overtime



Ive lost my fire overtime

Always playin one more hand for one more dime

Slowin down Im gettin tired!

Slowin down

And I envy you the valley that youve found

cause Im midway down the midway

Slowin down, down, down, down