“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 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'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 I took off for the sky” Harry Chapin****++++Taxi Sunchokes in Frisco @varnishonking
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