Djambo, Djambo |
| The birds have known the old man for many years |
| His eyes have seen so much and look so mild |
| He's up at four and early every morning |
| He feeds them and feels happy like a child |
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| Once he was a clown in the arena |
| People said the best that ever was |
| Now they call him good old Djambo Djambo |
| But in his dreams, he still hears the applause |
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| Hey hey hey... hey hey hey... Djambo Djambo |
| Don't be sad, for you know that the show must go on |
| Hey hey hey... hey hey hey... Djambo Djambo |
| It was you who had us laughing, you're the one |
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| And sometimes you can see him on the sidewalk |
| With little boys and girls around his feets |
| When Djambo Djambo plays his barrel organ |
| Children call it circus in the streets |
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| Suddenly his eyes reflect emotion |
| In Djambo's mind, the limelight shines again |
| He's back on stage and all the kids are laughing |
| Just as if the show would never end |
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| Hey hey hey... hey hey hey... Djambo Djambo |
| Don't be sad, for you know that the show must go on |
| Hey hey hey... hey hey hey... Djambo Djambo |
| It was you who had us laughing, you're the one |
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| Hey hey hey... hey hey hey... Djambo Djambo |
| Don't be sad, for you know that the show must go on |
| Hey hey hey... hey hey hey... Djambo Djambo |
| It was you who had us laughing, you're the one |
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| It was you who had us laughing, you're the one |