DmCF (V1):
GAmCGAmCGCDmC Is-n't it rich, are we a pair, me here at last on the ground,
GAmCG And you in, mid-air, send in, the clowns.
 (V2)
AmCGAmCGCDmC Is…n't it bliss, won’t you approve, one who keeps tear-ing around,
GFAmCGFG7C And one who, can't move, but where are the clowns, send in, the clowns.
 (Bridge)
Cmaj7EmAmEm Just when I stopped, opening doors,
Cmaj7EmAm GF Finally finding the one that I wanted was yours;
EmCAmEmE Making my entrance again, with my usual flair,
DmFAm CDmFAmCG Sure of my lines, no..bo..dy’s there.
 (V3)
AmCGAmC Don't you love farce, my fault, I fear;
GCDmCGF I thought that you'd want what I want, sorry my dear.
AmCGFG7C But where are the clowns; quick, send in the clowns.
AmFG7CG Don't bother, they're here.
 (Outro) 
AmCGAmCGCDmCGF I…sn't it rich, i…sn’t it queer, los-ing my tim-ing this late, in my career?
AmCGFG7C But where are, the clowns, send in the clowns,
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