| The whistle blows as he makes his rounds
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| He’s seen every town west of Mississippi
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| He’s just a face painted all in smiles
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| Jumpin' up and down and makin' people happy
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| Though deep inside a shadow grows
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| He could laugh and no one knows
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| There’s a lonely man inside
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| Life is a three ring circus
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| All of the ups and downs of a carousel
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| That I know so well
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| Life is a three ring circus
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| Just one little ride on a merry-go-round
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| Goin' round and round and round and round and round
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| He does the best like the minstrels did
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| Just to please the kids and keep the people laughing
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| But no one knows that beneath the clothes
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| And his turned up nose lives a lonely beggar
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| He needs the love he spreads around
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| But in life he’s just a clown
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| Till they bring the curtain down
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| Life is a three ring circus
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| All of the ups and downs of a carousel
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| That I know so well
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| Life is a three ring circus
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| Just one little ride on a merry-go-round
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| Goin' round and round and round and round and round
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| He needs the love that can’t be found
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| But you’re just too blind to see
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| That the clown is really needy
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| Life is a three ring circus
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| All of the ups and downs of a carousel
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| That I know so well
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| Life is a three ring circus
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| Just one little ride on a merry-go-round
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| Goin' round and round and round and round and round
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| Goin' round and round and round and round and round
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| Goin' round and round and round and round and round
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| Goin' round and round and round and round and round
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| Goin' round and round and round and round and round
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| Goin' round and round and round and round and round |