And a band and a painted clown,
Out to the road with a shout we’d fly
To gape at the elephants trudging by,
And our hearts beat fast and our hopes ran high,
As we followed it up and down;
For nought in the air, the sea, or sky
Could fill a spot in our youthful eye,
When the circus came to town.
So after the show we went,
And we got in the way of the men when they