| Well the drunken clown’s still hanging 'round
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| But it’s plain the laughter’s all died down
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| The tears you tried so hard to hide are flowing
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| And a blind man with his knife in hand
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| Has convinced himself that he understands
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| I wish him well, Miss Carousel
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| But I gotta be a-goin'
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| Won’t you come and get me when
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| You’re sure that you don’t need me then
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| I’ll stand outside your window
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| And proudly call your name
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| Well the lady’s been told that all the gold
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| Is worth so much it can’t be sold
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| No time to weep, she’ll need her sleep tomorrow
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| When she carries her face to the market place
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| And bets it on the opening race
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| She can ring her bells, Miss Carousel
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| But her singing brings me sorrow
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| Won’t you come and get me when
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| You’re sure that you don’t need me then
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| I’ll stand outside your window
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| And I’ll proudly call your name
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| Well, it’s always done, every mother’s son
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| Is shown that grown men never run
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| So they fight with all the might inside them
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| When the battle’s been fought and they’ve all been taught
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| That the trick is just not being caught
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| Will you give 'em hell, Miss Carousel
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| When they’re begging you to hide them
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| Won’t you come and get me when
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| You’re sure that you don’t need me then
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| I’ll stand outside your window
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| And proudly call your name
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| When the need arose, your eyes fell closed
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| You clamped your fingers 'round your nose
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| Would you say that’s any way to judge him?
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| Well, you haven’t got the authority
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| To kill him in the first degree
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| But would you feel compelled, Miss Carousel
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| If you had something to begrudge him?
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| On a velvet beach far beneath the reach
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| Of those that come to pry and preach
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| The natural man that tried to stand is fallin'
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| Well how long will it be before he sees
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| You own his legs but his mind is free
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| Only you can tell, Miss Carousel
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| How long will he be crawling?
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| Won’t you come and get me when
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| You’re sure that you don’t need me then
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| I’ll stand outside your window
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| And proudly call your name
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| Ah the castle wall’s grown so tall
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| Seems there ain’t no hope at all
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| To reach the top
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| Even though you stop for breathing
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| But I ain’t gonna try to make you cry
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| The tear drops couldn’t find your eyes
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| It’s all been swell, Miss Carousel
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| But the time has come for leaving
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| Won’t you come and get me when
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| You’re sure that you don’t need me then
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| I’ll stand outside your window
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| And proudly call your name
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| Won’t you come and get me when
|
| You’re sure that you don’t need me then
|
| I’ll stand outside your window
|
| And proudly call your name
|
| Won’t you come and get me when
|
| You’re sure that you don’t need me then
|
| I’ll stand outside your window
|
| And proudly call your name
|
| Won’t you come and get me when
|
| You’re sure that you don’t need me then
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| I’ll stand outside your window
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| And proudly call your name |