I Lost My Girl To A Fairground Worker

He was a fairground worker
Operating the Waltzer
With a crooked smile and a glint in his eye and a tattoo of his mother
I could tell by the way he was looking at her that it wasn’t me he was after

She followed him to his trailer
And left me waiting by the space invaders
And after a while I started to realise that they weren’t watching telly together
And I felt kind of bad with my fish in a bag and the crappy Teddy I’d won her

I lost my girl to a fairground worker
The loudеr she screamed thе faster he spun her
He took my money and the hand of my lover
He switched the ring from his ear to her finger

That’s the way it goes
That’s the way the wind blows
That’s the way it goes when the wind blows

Now they’re living in a little motor home together
Round the back of the leisure centre
I often see her pushing her pram and I wonder if she ever remembers

I lost my girl to a fairground worker
The louder she screamed the faster he spun her
He took my money and the hand of my lover
He switched the ring from his ear to her finger

That’s the way it goes
That’s the way the wind blows
That’s the way it goes when the wind blows

That’s the way it goes when the wind blows
That’s the way it goes when the wind blows