I can't help with the chords, but I can provide the lyrics.


THAT SONG ABOUT THE MIDWAY
As sung by Bonnie Raitt on "Streetlights"

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, playin' on a guitar's strings.
You were playin' like a devil wearin' wings,
Wearin' wings—you looked so grand wearin' wings.
Do you tie them to your shoulders just to sing?
Can you fly? I heard you can. Can you fly,
Just like an eagle doin' his huntin' from the sky?

I followed through a sideshow to another town,
And I found you in a trailer on a camping ground.
You were bettin' on some lover, shootin' up the dice,
And I thought I saw you cheating once or twice,
Once or twice—I heard you 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 so hard to fold a hand you knew could win?

Lately you've been hiding; it was somewhere in the news.
Well, 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 workin' overtime,
Overtime—I've lost my fire—over time,
Always playin' one more hand for one more dime.
Well, I'm 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.


[Joni Mitchell sings this song on "Clouds."]