Standard (EADGBE)

Rain is falling down on my paper-crown

The clown’s make-up is dry, his lips are formed to cry

The dancing crowd is gone back home, I’m standing here alone

Rain is falling down on my paper-crown

Refrain

Carnival is over, the old king is gone

The new one’s yet a’waiting, the show must go on

No-one wants to see the secret the clown keeps

Everyone will miss the music and the bliss

The troubadour is going mad under the fool’s cap

And no-one wants to see the secret the clown keeps

Refrain

At the corner in his puke is lying the court-fool

His last silly joke is ended up in smoke

Blowers of the dutch brass band ‘re searching their instruments

At the corner in his puke is lying the court-fool

Refrain

The rain’s still falling down on my paper-crown

I take all high spirits and bin it bit by bit

I cross myself, confess my sins before they day will begin

Rain’s still falling down on my paper-crown

Refrain

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