Fiona Joyce – The Juggler lyrics

Album: Celtic Mysteries: Tales Of Celtic Tradition

The canvas was made ready
The ropes were tied secure
Clowns were painted face peer
And the lions did roar
Oh the horses waltzed a waltz or two
The trapeze girl swung by
Then the master, he announced
The attraction of the night
As he walked out on the saw dust
While the crowed began to roar
The juggler prayed to his fairground god for another night more
Oh but as he threw his skittles to the sky and watched them fall
He knew that tonight's the night he could not catch them
Could not catch them all
Could not catch them all
Could not catch them all
He could not catch them all
Well come now come now
The master cried we cant have this again
The crowd have paid their money just to see you and its all in vain
Although you have failed me before, boy you are finished now
Pack your bloody skittles and get out of my show
And his mother she was a dancer
And his daddy was a clown
He has spent his whole life on the canvas in every town
But the more he throws his skittles to the sky and watched them fall
But tonight's the night he could not catch them
Could not catch them all
Could not catch them all
Could not catch them all
He could not catch them all

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