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Conway Twitty

Clown

 

Clown

(album: Southern Comfort - 1982)


You love the way it makes me feel when I can't catch my breath
Like walking on a high wire, Lord, it scares me half to death
You're always high above me and I'm always falling down
Our love's just a circus baby, and I'm just the clown.

And I'll do tricks for you, just like you want me to
I'll do anything it takes just to hang around
I'll paint a smile for you to cover up my frown
'Cause our loves a circus and I'm just the clown.

Everyone's in love with you, but they just look at me and laugh
And I'll bet when they see me cry, they think it's just an act
Ah, but someday when it's over and we bring the big top down
You can say it was one big circus and I was just the clown.

And I'll do tricks for you, just like you want me to
I'll do anything it takes just to hang around
I'll paint a smile for you to cover up my frown
'Cause you love the circus, but you don't love the clown...

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