For all that it cost him

He never did complain

The chicken headed man

Feathering the rain But the last bus is tired

And everybody's gone

The horses are waiting

In the middle of the lawn Gone for the rodeo

Gone from the tundra, gal

It's after the fair

Is it bleeding out of you? "Come into my trailer

We'll toast a little bread

Oh look, you've left a hole

Where you laid on my bed", he said But you keep what you can keep

When you dive into the deep

There's year after frozen year

That's where I saved you there Oh, away from the sky

Oh, away from the sky

Oh, away from the sky

Oh, away from the sky But everybody's gone now

It's after the fair

And the horses are painted

With the waiting of the lawn You turn the carousel on

When the lights have closed down

And watch your ponies run

Through the middle of town So there ya go, little gal, there ya go

Gone from the tundra now

It's after the fair

That's where I Over the fences again

And the vacuums in the hall

And the planes up in the air

That's where I hear you best Oh, away from the sky

Oh, away from the sky

Oh, away from the sky

Oh, away from the sky