The Ticker Tape Blues

Monday morning, screen glowed red, coffee tasted sour Felt that old familiar drop, losing by the hour Heard some news from overseas, knocked me to the floor Felt like you said you were leaving, and you slammed the kitchen door By Tuesday, I was in a hole, talkin' to myself Watching all my paper dreams get put back on the shelf Oh, the market is a heartbreak, it's a low-down, dirty lie

It'll kiss you on a Wednesday, then leave you high and dry From the opening bell to the Friday fade, it's a rhythm I know well Just a long-time trader singing the ticker tape blues from hell Then Thursday came a little green, a miracle to see A little spike, a hopeful sign, winking just at me My old heart gave a little jump, like it did when we first met But I've seen that pretty smile before, and I ain't forgotten yet

'Cause a gain is just a borrowed smile, a joy that cannot last It's a fleeting glimpse of sunshine 'fore the sky gets overcast Oh, the market is a heartbreak, it's a low-down, dirty lie It'll kiss you on a Wednesday, then leave you high and dry From the opening bell to the Friday fade, it's a rhythm I know well Just a long-time trader singing the ticker tape blues from hell Thirty years I've watched this dance, the bull and the angry bear

Some folks call it just a game, some folks just don't care But when it cuts, it cuts you deep, right where you keep your soul It's more than numbers on a screen, it's the price of getting old And still getting surprised... Oh, the market is a heartbreak, it's a low-down, dirty lie It'll kiss you on a Wednesday, then leave you high and dry From the opening bell to the Friday fade, it's a rhythm I know well

Just a long-time trader singing the ticker tape blues from hell