That Song About The Midway (Letra)

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i met you on a midaway 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 the devil wearing wings
Wearing wings, you looked so grand, wearing wings
Do you tie them to your shoulders just to sing
Can you fly? i hear you can! can you fly?
Just like an eagle doin’ his hunting from the sky

I followed through a sideshow to another town
And i found you in a trailer on the camping grounds
You were betting on some lover, shootin’ out the dice
And i thought i saw you cheating once or twice
Once or twice, i heard ya did, once or twice
Were you wondering was the gamble worth the price
Now you’ve packed it in, i heard you did, packed it in
Was it hard to fold a hand you knew you could win?

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
The man calls out the numbers…he sometimes mentions mine
But i feel like i’ve been working overtime
Overtime, i’ve lost my fire, overtime
And i envy you the valley that you’ve found

‘cause i’m midway down the midway
Slowin’ down

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That Song About The Midway (Letra)

Bonnie Raitt

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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