It’s true that all the men you knew were dealers
Who said they were through with dealing
Every time you gave them shelter
I know that kind of man, it’s hard to hold the hand of anyone
Who is reaching for the sky just to surrender
Who is reaching for the sky just to surrender
And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind
You find he did not leave you very much, not even laughter
Like any dealer he was watching for the card that is so high and wild
He’ll never need to deal another
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger
And then leaning on your window sill, he’ll say one day you caused his will
To weaken with your love and warmth and shelter
And then taking from his wallet an old schedule of trains, he’ll say
“I told you when I came I was a stranger
I told you when I came I was a stranger”
But now another stranger seems to want you to ignore his dreams
As though they were the burden of some other
O you’ve seen that man before, his golden arm dispatching cards
But now it’s rusted from the elbow to the finger
And he wants to trade the game he plays for shelter
Yes, he wants to trade the game he knows for shelter
Ah you hate to watch another tired man lay down his hand
Like he was giving up the holy game of poker
And while he talks his dreams to sleep, you notice there’s a highway
That is curling up like smoke above his shoulder
It’s curling just like smoke above his shoulder
You tell him to come in, sit down, but something makes you turn around
The door is open, you can’t close your shelter
You try the handle of the road, it opens do not be afraid
It’s you my love, you who are the stranger
It is you my love, you who are the stranger
“Well, I’ve been waiting, I was sure we’d meet between the trains we’re waitin’ for
I think it’s time to board another
Please understand, I never had a secret chart
To get me to the heart of this or any other matter”
When he talks like this you don’t know what he’s after
When he speaks like this you don’t know what he’s after
“Let’s meet tomorrow, if you choose, upon the shore, beneath the bridge
That they are building on some endless river”
Then he leaves the platform for the sleeping car that’s warm
You realize, he’s only advertising one more shelter
And it comes to you, he never was a stranger
And you say, “Ok, the bridge or someplace later”
And then sweeping up the jokers that he left behind
You find he did not leave you very much, not even laughter
Like any dealer he was watching for the card that is so high and wild
He’ll never need to deal another
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger
He was just some Joseph looking for a manger
And leaning on your window sill, he’ll say one day you caused his will
To weaken with your love and warmth and shelter
And then taking from his wallet an old schedule of trains, he’ll say
“I told you when I came I was a stranger
I told you when I came I was a stranger
I told you when I came I was a stranger
I told you when I came I was a stranger”
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