No Easy Version
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| It's true that all the men you knew were dealers |
| Who said they were through with dealing |
| Every time you gave them shelter |
| I know that kind of man |
| It's hard to hold the hand of anyone |
| Who is reaching for the sky just to surrender |
| Who is reaching for the sky just to surrender |
| And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind |
| You find he did not leave you very much |
| Not even laughter |
| Like any dealer he was watching for the card |
| That is so high and wild |
| He'll never need to deal another |
| He was just some Joseph looking for a manger |
| He was just some Joseph looking for a manger |
| And then leaning on your window sill |
| He'll say one day you caused his will |
| To weaken with your love and warmth and shelter |
| And then taking from his wallet |
| An old schedule of trains, he'll say |
| I told you when I came I was a stranger |
| I told you when I came I was a stranger |
| But now another stranger seems |
| To want you to ignore his dreams |
| As though they were the burden of some other |
| O you've seen that man before |
| His golden arm dispatching cards |
| But now it's rusted from the elbow to the finger |
| And he wants to trade the game he plays for shelter |
| Yes he wants to trade the game he knows for shelter |
| Ah you hate to watch another tired man |
| Lay down his hand |
| Like he was giving up the holy game of poker |
| And while he talks his dreams to sleep |
| You notice there's a highway |
| That is curling up like smoke above his shoulder |
| It's curling just like smoke above his shoulder |
| You tell him to come in sit down |
| But something makes you turn around |
| The door is open you can't close your shelter |
| You try the handle of the road |
| It opens do not be afraid |
| It's you my love, you who are the stranger |
| It's you my love, you who are the stranger |
| Well, I've been waiting, I was sure |
| We'd meet between the trains we're waiting for |
| I think it's time to board another |
| Please understand, I never had a secret chart |
| To get me to the heart of this |
| Or any other matter |
| When he talks like this you don't know what he's after |
| When he speaks like this, you don't know what he's after |
| Let's meet tomorrow if you choose |
| Upon the shore, beneath the bridge |
| That they are building on some endless river |
| Then he leaves the platform |
| For the sleeping car that's warm |
| You realize, he's only advertising on more shelter |
| And it comes to you, he never was a stranger |
| And you say okay the bridge or someplace later |
| And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind... |
| Bridge: |
| x4 |
| And leaning on your window sill... |
