| Well in 1941 a happy father had a son
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| And by 1944 the father walked right out the door
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| And in '45 the mom and son were still alive
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| But who could tell in '46 if the two were to survive
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| Well the years were passing quickly
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| But not fast enough for him
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| So he closed his eyes through '55
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| And he opened them up again
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| When he looked around he saw a clown
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| And the clown seemed very gay
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| And he set that night to join that circus clown and run away
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| Well he followed every railroad track
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| And every highway sign
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| And he had a girl in each new town
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| And the towns he left behind
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| And the open road
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| Was the only road he knew
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| But the color of his dreams
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| Were slowly turning into blue
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| Then he met a girl the kind of girl
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| He’d wanted all his life
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| She was soft and kind and good to him
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| So he took her for his wife
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| And they got a house not far from town
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| And in a little while
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| The girl had seen the doctor
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| And she came home with a smile
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| Now in 1961 a happy father had a son
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| And by 1964 the father walked right out the door
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| And in '65 the mom and son were still around
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| But what will happen to the boy
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| When the circus comes to town? |