[ Death of a clown von Dave Davies ]


DEATH OF A CLOWN

        D                     A             A7
1. My make-up is dry and it cracks from my chin,
          G                      D         A
    I`m drowning my sorrows in whisky and gin.
         D                          A      A7
    The lion-tamer`s whip doesn`t crack anymore,
         G                             D             A
    the lions they won`t bite and the tiger`s won`t roar.

 G        e           C     F
La la la la la la la la la la,
    e                          D          A
so let`s go and drink to the death of a clown.

     D                        A            A7
2. Won`t someone help me to break up this crowd,
     G                      D          A
    let`s all drink to the death of a clown.  + REFRAIN

         D                       A          A7
3. The old fortune-teller lies dead on the floor,
      G                     D     A
    nobody needs fortunes told anymore.
          D                     A               A7
    The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees,
         G                     D        A
    and virtually looking for runaway fleas.  + REFRAIN

       D                         A            A7
4. So won`t someone help me to break up this crowd,
     G                       D          A
    let`s all drink to the death of a clown.  + REFRAIN
    D                  A       A7     G                 D        A
    La la la la la la la la la la,   la la la la la la la la la la

(repeat and fade)             (Dave Davies)