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 wearin' wings Wearin' wings, you looked so grand wearin' 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 cheatin' once or twice Once or twice, I heard your bid once or twice Were you wond'rin' 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 hidin', 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 workin' overtime Over time, I've lost my fire, over time 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