Dm C F G Am C G Am C G C Dm C Is-n't it rich, are we a pair, me here at last on the ground, G Am C G And you in, mid-air, send in, the clowns. Am C G Am C G C Dm C Is…n't it bliss, won’t you approve, one who keeps tear-ing around, G F Am C G F G7 C And one who, can't move, but where are the clowns, send in, the clowns. Cmaj7 Em Am Em Just when I stopped, opening doors, Cmaj7 Em Am G F Finally finding the one that I wanted was yours; Em C Am Em E Making my entrance again, with my usual flair, Dm F Am C Dm F Am C G Sure of my lines, no..bo..dy’s there. Am C G Am C Don't you love farce, my fault, I fear; G C Dm C G F I thought that you'd want what I want, sorry my dear. Am C G F G7 C But where are the clowns; quick, send in the clowns. Am F G7 C G Don't bother, they're here. Am C G Am C G C Dm C G F I…sn't it rich, i…sn’t it queer, los-ing my tim-ing this late, in my career? Am C G F G7 C But where are, the clowns, send in the clowns, Dm F G7 C Dm F G7 C Well, may - be, next, year.
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