Late For The Show

You surely were no angel, you surely were no child I was driving 'round in a Cheyenne, you was driving me wild I seen you smile at me in the July sun helped you run out of the rain just holding hands in the streets of our home town holding on in vain I got a feeling from long ago I could tell you, you already know You're a diamond-studded rose of summer I've come in late for the show Well a gypsy wind hit town one day and set my soul a-blowin' And I followed four winds to the water line just for the sake of goin' And the dust on your old letters is the one and only trace Of the sweetest love you gave so free someone has taken my place We stopped a few sparks shy of a glow We was dancing to your father's radio You're a first line in a midnight love song And I've come in late for the show There ain't a reason in the world you should be waitin' 'round for me I took my great and golden years spent 'em all so shamelessly I lost every hour of every one right down to the last Just running clean out of clean luck livin' in the past So if you've got somewhere to go Hit the lights and lay that curtain down low When it's over, it's just over And I've come in late for the show And I've come in late for the show