Sunday, January 26, 2020

Harry Chapin's "Taxi"


TAXI  written and sung by the great Harry Chapin, who died way too soon.

    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 goin to, my lady blue,
    It's a shame to ruined your gown in the rain?"
    She just looked out the window.
    She said  "16  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 awhile, 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.

    Whoa, 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 hide me,
    Over till my time runs out.

    Baby's so high that she's skying,
    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 lawn.

   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 have 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 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 to find the sky.

   And here, she's acting happy,
   Inside her handome 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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