Wild Billy's Circus Story

Intro: | G C | G C D G The Machinist climbs his ferris wheel like a brave C D G And the fireeater's lyin' in a pool of sweat victim of the heatwave, C D G C Behind the tent the hired hand tightens his legs on the sword swallowers blade, G Circus town's on the shortwave C D G Well the runway lies ahead like a great false dawn, C D G Fat lady, big mama, Missy Bimbo sits in her chair and yawns, C D G And the man-beast lies in his cage sniffin' popcorn C D G C And the midget licks his fingers and suffers Missy Bimbo's scorn G Circus town's been born. C G Whoa and a press roll drummer go, ballerina to-and-fro cartwheelin' up on that tightrope, C With a cannon blast, lightin' flash, movin' fast through the tent, Mars bent, G He's gonna miss his fall, D Oh God save the human cannonball. C G And the flying Zambini's watch Marguarita do her neck twist, C Am D And the ringmaster gets the crowd to count along: 95, 96, 97. C D Em A ragged suitcase in his hand, he steals silently away from the circus grounds, C D And the highway's haunted by the carnival sounds Em D C They dance like a great greasepaint ghost on the wind, Bm Em C A man in baggy pants, a lonely face, a crazy grin, G F C Runnin' home to some small Ohio town Em G D Jesus, send some sweet women to save all your clowns C B And circus boy dances like a monkey on barbed wire, C D G And the barker romances with a junkie, she's got a flat tire, C D G C And now the elephants dance real funky and the band plays like a jungle fire, G Circus town's on the live wire. C And the strong man Sampson lifts the midget, little Tiny Tim, up on his shoulders, way up G C G C G And carries carries him on down the midway past the kids, past the sailors, to his dimly lit trailer C G Dsus D And the ferris wheel turns and turns like it ain't ever gonna stop, Dsus D Dsus And the circus boss leans over and whispers in the little boy's ear, C G Hey son you want to try the big top? C G All aboard, Nebraska's our next stop.