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Harry Chapin Taxi


“Taxi”

It was raining hard in ‘Frisco I needed one more fare to make my night A lady up ahead waved to flag me down She got in at the light
Oh, where you going to, my lady blue It’s a shame you ruined your gown in the rain She just looked out the window She said, Sixteen Parkside Lane
Something about her was familiar I could swear I’d seen her face before But she said, I’m sure you’re mistaken And she didn’t say anything more
It took a while, but she looked in the mirror And she glanced at the license for my name A smile seemed to come to her slowly It was a sad smile, just the same
And she said, How are you Harry I said, How are you Sue Through the too many miles And the too little smiles I still remember you
It was somewhere in a fairy tale I used to take her home in my car We learned about love in the back of a Dodge The lesson hadn’t gone too far
You see, she was gonna be an actress And I was gonna learn to fly She took off to find the footlights And I took off to find the sky
Oh, I’ve got something inside me To drive a princess blind There’s a wild man, wizard He’s hiding in me, illuminating my mind Oh, I’ve got something inside me Not what my life’s about ‘Cause I’ve been letting my outside tide me Over ’til my time, runs out
(Yes, she’s flying, afraid to fall) (I’ll tell you why baby’s crying) (‘Cause she’s dying, aren’t we all)
There was not much more for us to talk about Whatever we had once was gone So I turned my cab into the driveway Past the gate and the fine trimmed lawns
And she said, we must get together But I knew it’d never be arranged And she handed me twenty dollars For a two fifty fare She said, Harry, keep the change
Well, another man might have been angry And another man might have been hurt But another man never would’ve let her go I stashed the bill in my shirt
And she walked away in silence It’s strange, how you never know But we’d both gotten what we’d asked for Such a long, long time ago
You see, she was gonna be an actress And I was gonna learn to fly She took off to find the footlights And I took off for the sky
And here, she’s acting happy Inside her handsome home And me, I’m flying in my taxi Taking tips, and getting stoned I go flying so high, when I’m stoned
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