WILD BILLY'S CIRCUS STORY from The Wild, The Innocent and... 

INTRO:  G with lick

      C                  D                   G
The machinist climbs his ferris wheel like a brave
        C                       D                            G 
And the fire eater's lyin' in a pool of sweat, victim of the heatwave 
           C                   D                        G                 C
Behind the tent the hired hand tightens his legs on the sword swallower's blade 
                         G         C  G  C  G
And circus town's on the shortwave 
    C            D                       G
The runway lies ahead like a great false dawn 
        C                     D                 G
Woh fat lady, big mama, Missy Bimbo sits in her chair and yawns 
        C                     D                G
And the man-beast lies in his cage sniffin' popcorn 
       C                   D                G             C
As the midget licks his fingers and suffers Missy Bimbo's scorn 
Circus town's been born 
Whoa, and a press roll drummer go, ballerina to and fro 
                        G                C
Cartwheelin' up on that tightrope with a cannon blast lightin' flash 
Movin' fast through the tent Mars bent, he's gonna miss his fall 
Oh God save the human cannonball. 
        C                                      G
And the flying Zambinis watch Margarita do her neck twist, 
        C                                                            Am          D
And the ringmaster gets the crowd to count along Ninety-five, ninety-six, ninety-seven 
         C                               D                      Em
A ragged suitcase in his hand, he steals silently away from the circus grounds 
        C                        D
And the highway's haunted by the carnival sounds 
                  Em                D            C
They dance like a great greasepaint ghost on the wind 
         Bm                    Em              C
A man in baggy pants, a lonely face, a crazy grin 
        G            F      C        Em
Runnin' home to some small Ohio town 
      G                       D
Jesus send some good women to save all your clowns 
    C                        D                      G
And circus boy dances like a monkey on barbed wire 
        C                      D                        G
And the barker romances with a junkie, she's got a flat tire, 
            C                    D             G                        C
And now the elephants dance real funky and the band plays like a jungle fire 
Circus town's on the live wire 
And the strong man Sampson lifts the midget little Tiny Tim way up on his shoulders, way up 
                            G               C              G
And carries him on down the midway past the kids, past the sailors 
      C               G
To his dimly lit trailer 
        C                      G                        Dsus4      D
And the ferris wheel turns and turns like it ain't ever gonna stop 
And the circus boss leans over
             D                       Dsus4
And whispers in the little boy's ear 
    C                      G
Hey son, you wanna try the big top? 
     C                     G           G
All aboard, Nebraska's our next stop. 

LICK: The only lick in this song is the little country thing on the 'G' chord: 


G        320033
D        XX0232
Bm       X24432
Em       022000
C        332010
F        133211
Am       X02210
Dsus4    XX0233

MICHAEL 22/1/2006 - 14:43:59
Thanks!! This is a great acoustic song.
ROBERTO NANNUCCI FLORENCE - IT www.netlabs.it iocom@hotmail.com 28/4/2005 - 15:10:55
Thank you very much !! I have been searching for this song for so long. BTW: Great site !!! Congratulation !
BRAN 24/4/2004 - 3:43:30
thanks. It took me 4ever to find this
NICO ITALY 4/12/2002 - 14:30:20
You're Just the Best!
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