Not My Circus

I still smell sawdust when I close my eyes
I hear the trumpets and the roustabout cries
I want to holler "roll up roll up" one last time
And feel the hair stand up when they call "showtime"

But it's not my circus anymore
I won't be stepping out on the big top floor
Well it's not my circus after all of that
I hung up my tailcoat and my big top hat

Just take me back now once more darling please
To waltz with the strongman and the flying trapeze

Well it's not my circus anymore
I won't be stepping out on the big top floor
Well it's not my circus after all of that
I hung up my tailcoat and my big top hat

Now I remember in the glory days
They'd come from miles around they'd shower us with praise
And we all loved the dancers, we all loved the clowns
And I'd be right there in the middle as the magic swirled round

It's not my circus anymore
I won't be stepping out on the big top floor
Well it's not my circus after all of that
I hung up my tailcoat and my big top hat

It's not my circus anymore
I won't be stepping out on the big top floor
Well it's not my circus after all of that
I hung up my tailcoat and my big top hat