G A7 D G A7 D
Isn't it rich? Are we a pair—
A7 D A7 D D7 G
Me here at last on the ground, and you in midair?
Em7 G D Em7 G D
Send in the clowns.
G A7 D G A7 D
Isn't it bliss, don't you approve?
A7 D A7 D D7 G
One who keeps tearing around, one who can't move.
Em7 G D Em7 G A7 D
But where are the clowns, send in the clowns.
Bridge:
C#7 F#m7 Bm7 F#m7
Just when I stopped opening doors,
C#7 F#m7 Bm7 F#m7 Bm7
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours,
F#m E7 F#m7 E7
Making my entrance again with my usual flair,
Bm7 F#m7 Em7 A7
Sure of my lines—No one is there.
G A7 D G A7 D
Don't you love farce? My fault, I fear.
A7 D A7 D D7M D7 G
I thought that you'd want what I want. Sorry, my dear.
Em7 G A7 Em7 G A7 D
But where are the clowns? Send in the clowns.
Em7 G A7 D
Don't bother, they're here.
G A7 D G A7 D
Isn't it rich, isn't it queer,
A7 D A7 D D7M D7 G
Losing my timing this late in my career?
Em7 G A7 Em7 G A7 D
But where are the clowns, there ought to be clowns.
Em7 G A7 D
Well, maybe next year.