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