Lyrics Send In The Clowns - Live At Concord Pavillion - Bing Crosby

Isn't it rare?
Are't we a pair?
Me here at last on the ground
You in mid-air
Where are the clowns?

Isn't it strange?
Don't you approve?
One who keeps tearing around
One who can't move
Where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns

Just when I stopped opening doors
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours
Making my entrance again with my usual flair
Sure of my lines
No one is there

Isn't it strange?
Isn't it queer?
I thought that you'd want what I want
Sorry, my dear
Where are the clowns?
Send in the clowns
Don't bother, they're here

Don't you love fuss?
Isn't it queer?
Losing my timing this late In my career?
Where are the clowns?
There ought to be clowns
Well, maybe next year

Thank you
Very nice
Thank you