That Song About the Midway

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 playin' on the horses
You were playin' on the guitar strings
You were playin' 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 huntin'
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