G    A7       D      G    A7    D 
Is - n't it rich?  Aren't we a pair?  
A7  D       A7   D                  D7         G 
Me here at last on the ground, and you in mid-air --  
Em    G       D        Em - G - D 
Send in the clowns. 
  

G    A7       D      G    A7      D 
Is - n't it bliss?  Don't you approve?  
A7  D         A7      D               D7            G 
One who keeps tear - ing around, and one who can't move.  
Em    G             D       Em  G  A7    D 
But where are the clowns?  Send in the clowns. 
  
Bridge: 
 C#7         F#m    Bm7     F#m 
Just when I stopped opening doors,  
 C#7     F#m        Bm         F#m         Bm 
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours;  
F#m        E7                    F#m    E7 
Making my entrance again with my usual flair,  
Bm7         F#m7    Em7        A7 
Sure of my lines -- no one is there. 
  

G     A7         D      G   A7      D 
Don't you love farce?  My fault, I fear;  
A7  D          A7     D       DM7       D7        G 
I thought that you'd want what I want - sorry my dear.  
     Em    G         A7            Em  G  A7    D 
But where are the clowns?  Quick, send in the clowns.  
  Em    G       A7     D 
Don't bother, they're here. 
  

G     A7      D     G   A7      D 
Is - n't it rich?  Is - n't it queer,  
A7    D       A7    D       DM7  D7        G 
Los - ing my tim - ing this late in my career?  
     Em    G        A7            Em  G  A7    D 
But where are the clowns? There ought to be clowns...  
 Em    G     A7   D 
Well, maybe next year.