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Text: Conway Twitty. Southern Comfort. Clown.

You love the way it makes me feel when I cant catch my breath
Like walkin on a high wire, Lord, it scares me half to death
You're always high above me and Im always fallin down
Our loves just a circus baby, and Im just the clown.
And Ill do tricks for you, just like you want me to
Ill do anything it takes just to hang around
Ill paint a smile for you to cover up my frown
'Cause our loves a circus and Im just the clown.
Everyones in love with you, but they just look at me and laugh
And Ill bet when they see me cry, they think its just an act

Ah, but someday when its over and we bring the big top down
You can say it was one big circus and I was just the clown.
And Ill do tricks for you, just like you want me to
Ill do anything it takes just to hang around
Ill paint a smile for you to cover up my frown
'Cause you love the circus, but you dont love the clown...

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