Be a Clown

Kevin Kline, Peter Polycarpou and chorus

Composed by: Cole Porter
I'll remember forever, 
When I was but three, 
Mama, who was clever. 
Remarking to me…. 
If son when you're grown up 
You want ev'rything nice 
I've got your future sewn up 
If you take this advice… 

Be a clown, be a clown 
All the world loves a clown 
Act the fool play the calf 
And you'll always have the last laugh 
Wear the cap and the bells 
And you'll rate with all the best swells 
If you become a doctor, folks'll face you with dread 
If you become a dentist, they'll be glad when you're dead 
You'll get a bigger hand if you can stand on your head 
Be a clown, be a clown, be a clown. 

Be a clown, be a clown 
All the world loves a clown 
Be a crazy buffoon 
And the demoiselles'll all swoon 
Dress in huge baggy pants 
And you'll ride the road to romance 
A butcher or a baker ladies never embrace 
A barber or a beau would be a social disgrace 
They all'll come to call if you can fall on your face 
Be a clown, be a clown, be a clown 

Be a clown, be a clown 
All the world loves a clown 
Show 'em tricks tell 'em jokes 
And you'll only stop with top folks 
Be a crack jackanapes 
And they'll imitate you like apes 
Why be a great composer with your rent in arrears? 
Why be a major poet and you'll owe it for years? 
When crowds'll pay to giggle if you wiggle your ears 
Be a clown, be a clown, be a clown 

Be a clown, be a clown 
All the world loves a clown 
If you just make 'em roar 
Watch your mountebank soar 
Wear a painted moustache 
And you're sure to make a big splash 
A college education I should never propose 
A bachelor's degree won't even keep you in clo'es 
But millions you will win if you can spin on your nose 
Be a clown, be a clown, be a clown 

Be a clown, be a clown 
All the world loves a clown 
Be the poor silly ass 
And you'll always travel first class 
Give 'em quips, give 'em fun 
And they'll apy and say you're A1 
If you become a farmer you've the weather to buck 
If you become a gambler you'll be stuck with your luck 
But Jack you'll never lack if you can quack like a duck 
(Quack, quack, quack, quack) 
Be a clown, be a clown, be a clown
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