Oh, down by the river where the wildflower grow All the people comin' to a carnival show Got my little brother Bobby here, so come along Oh, we gotta get there early or the seats are all gone Hey, now, you can smell the sawdust up your nose for a mile There's a bearded lady and that man's a crocodile Slip inside the tent and see the giant rubber man Oh, I bet his momma's proud of him, he's doin' what he can Doin' what he can. Oh, I wonder if they'd let me join up with 'em if I could Get down to the city, get off this hill for good Yeah, I'm tired of totin' water, feedin' chickens in a shack I'm runnin' away to the carnival, an' never comin' back Nope! Never comin' back. Now, the strong man got no hair, he can lift a heavy stone Monkey woman's screechin', in her nose there's a bone The cracker barrel's open and the cider's filled with flies Oh, take a seat down in front, 'cause the curtain's 'bout to rise
Yeah, wander past the fortune teller, readin' someone's hand What future does she see while we listen to the band? And I can hear the music now from that calliope Oh, when the carnival's in town there's always somethin' new to see Somethin' new to see... Oh, the people in the carnival, they all act just like kin And you can't be in the middle when you're sleepin' with a Siamese twin Oh, the dog-faced boy lifts his leg out in the pourin' rain When you're travellin' with the carnival, there really is no shame Nope, no shame. Down by the river where the wildflower grow All the folks are packin' up that carnival to go I guess I'll soon be leavin', then, but you can come with me And we all run to the carnival and see what we would be Repeat and fade: Run, run, runnin' with the carnivalTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
