The Sergeant:

Here are the printed orders on the card.
No traffic, you can read. Clear out.

The Showman:

But where?

The Sergeant:

Where you're not kicked from, or there's room to spare.
Go back and out of town the way you came.

The Showman:

I've just been sent from there. Is this a game?

The Sergeant:

You'll find it none, my son, if that's your tone.