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Wild Billy's Circus Story  Bruce Springsteen

Wild Billy's Circus Story - Bruce Springsteen
Intro: | G C | G
The Mac[C]hinist climbs his fe[D]rris wheel like a b[G]rave
And the fi[C]reeater's lyin' in a p[D]ool of sweat victim of the he[G]atwave,
Behind the t[C]ent the hired hand tig[D]htens his legs on the sw[G]ord swallowers b[C]lade,
Circus town's on the short[G]wave
Well the [C]runway lies a[D]head like a great false [G]dawn,
Fat [C]lady, big mama, Missy [D]Bimbo sits in her [G]chair and yawns,
And the [C]man-beast lies in his [D]cage sniffin' pop[G]corn
And the[C] midget licks his fi[D]ngers and suffers [G]Missy Bimbo's [C]scorn
Circus town's been [G]born.
Whoa and a p[C]ress roll drummer go, ballerina to-and-fro cartwheelin' up on that tigh[G]trope,
With a can[C]non blast, lightin' flash, movin' fast through the tent, Mars bent,
He's gonna m[G]iss his fall,
Oh God save the human can[D]nonball.
And the fly[C]ing Zambini's watch Marguarita do her n[G]eck twist,
And the rin[C]gmaster gets the crowd to count along: 95, 9[Am]6, 9[D]7.
A ragged su[C]itcase in his hand, he steals sile[D]ntly away from the circus gr[Em]ounds,
And the hig[C]hway's haunted by the car[D]nival sounds
They dance like a g[Em]reat greasepaint gh[D]ost on the w[C]ind,
A man in b[Bm]aggy pants, a lonely f[Em]ace, a crazy g[C]rin,
Runnin' ho[G]me to some sma[F]ll Ohio to[C]wn
[Em]Jesus, send so[G]me sweet women to s[D]ave all your clowns
And [C]circus boy dances like a [B]monkey on barbed wire,
And the [C]barker romances with a [D]junkie, she's got a flat [G]tire,
And now the [C]elephants dance real [D]funky and the [G]band plays like a jungle [C]fire,
Circus town's on the [G]live wire.
And the st[C]rong man Sampson lifts the midget, little Tiny Tim, up on his shoulders, way up
And carries carries him on down the mi[G]dway past the k[C]ids, past the sa[G]ilors, to his di[C]mly lit trai[G]ler
And the fe[C]rris wheel turns and turns l[G]ike it ain't ever g[Dsus]onna stop,[D]
And the ci[Dsus]rcus boss leans over and whispers i[D]n the little boy's ea[Dsus]r,
Hey s[C]on you want to try the [G]big top?
All ab[C]oard, Nebraska's our n[G]ext stop.
[G] [C] [D] [Am] [Em] [Bm] [F] [Dsus]  
 
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