G A7 D
Isn't it rich?
G A7 D
Are we a pair?
A7 D A7 D D7
Me here at last on the ground.
G
You in midair?
Em7 G D Em7 G D
Send in the clowns.
G A7 D
Isn't it bliss?
G A7 D
Don't you approve—
A7 D A7 D D7
One who keeps tearing around,
G
One who can't move?
Em7 G D Em7
But where are the clowns?
G A7 D
Send in the clowns.
Bridge:
C#7 F#m7 Bm7 F#m7
Just when I stopped opening doors,
C#7 F#m7 Bm7 F#m7 Bm7
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours.
F#m E7 F#m7
Making my entrance again
E7
With my usual flair,
Bm7 F#m7
Sure of my lines—
Em7 A7
No one is there.
G A7 D G
Don't you love farce?
A7 D
My fault, I fear.
A7 D A7 D D7M
I thought that you'd want what I want.
D7 G
Sorry, my dear.
Em7 G A7
But where are the clowns ?
Em7 G A7 D
Quick, send in the clowns!
Em7 G A7 D
Don't bother, they're here.
G A7 D
Isn't it rich?
G A7 D
Isn't it queer—
A7 D A7 D D7M
Losing my timing this late
D7 G
in my career?
Em7 G A7
But where are the clowns?
Em7 G A7 D
There ought to be clowns.
Em7 G A7 D
Well, maybe next year.
Composição de Stephen Sondheim, 1973