Tuning: D A D G B D -> Double Drop D Capo: 3rd Fret You have to pick the Chords: (Only the strings you'll hit while picking are written down, strings you don't hit are marked with a x) Am = x0x210 D = 0xx230 D7 = xxx010 G = 5xx000 am11 = xxx030 Em6 = 2xx005 F9 = 3xx010 G/F = 3xx000 C = x3x010 D6 = x3x200 F+ = 3xx100 Am* = x0x212 G* = 5xx005 Gm7 = 5xx004 G7 = 5xx003 F+7 = x3x111 G/D = x2x030 Em* = 2xx000 D* = x3x200 Dm = 0xx053 Dm* = 0xx453 Dm** = 0xx353 Dm*** = 0xx253 D*** = 0xx234 A = 2xx222 Intro: Am D Am D Am D Am D D7 G am11 Em6 Am D The lights have gone dim, and the people are gone. And clown goes back into his caravan. Am D Am D D7 G am11 Em6 Am D Hangs up his smile on a hook by the door And lets his ragged coat slip to the floor. F9 G/F C D6 With the sound of the children's laughter Still ringing in his ears. F+ Am* D Laughing 'cause they're happy, They laugh to hide their fears. G* Gm7 G7 Am* Clown loves the children For, like him, they fear. F+7 G/D Em* D* G* The world does not exist tonight, And only the circus, Only the circus is real. Dm Dm* As real as the elephants that trumpet in the ring. Real like the trapeze, see it swing. Dm** Dm*** Real like the man who eats real fire, Real like the lady on the high wire. La, la... D*** A D x2 But the people have gone, his identity gone. Clown peeps through he window of his caravan. From the trees on the common The town looks so small. Clown puts on his coat and goes out the door. And the distant neon lights They shine above the town. "It's almost like a circus", thinks clown. Then half with fear And half with delight, Shivering, shaking. Clown stands laughing, Clown stands laughing, Clown is laughing at the night.