Little man with his eyes on fire

And his smile so bright.

In his hands are the toys you gave

To fill his heart with delight.



And in the ring stands a circus clown

Holding up a knife.

What you see and what you will hear

Will last you for the rest of your life.



And it's sad, so sad,

There ain't no easy way round.

And it's sad, so sad,

All you friends gather round

'Cause the circus left town.



Little man with his heart so pure

And his love so fine.

Stick with me and I'll ride with you

Till the end of the line.



Hold my hand and I'll walk with you

Through the darkest night.

And when I smile I'll be thinking of you

And every little thing will be all right.



Chorus



Chorus



The circus left town, left town.

The circus left town, left town.