Now, if there’s a smile up (G)on my face
(G)it’s on ly there try ing to (G)fool the pub lic; (G)but when it comes down to (G)fool ing you,
(G)now hon ey that’s quite a (G)diff ’rent sub ject.
Don’t (D)let my (G)glad ex pres sion
give you the (G)wrong im pres sion; (G)real ly I’m sad,
oh, (G)sad der than sad,
you’re gone and I’m hurt ing so bad,
like a clown, I pre tend to be (D)glad.
Now, there’s some (A)sad things known to man
but ain’t (Bm)too much sad der than the tears of a (D)clown,
when there’s no one a (G)round.
Just (G)like Pag li (C)ac ci did.
I try to (G)keep my (C)sad ness hid,
(D)smil ing in the (G)pub lic eye,
but in my (D)lone ly (G)room I cry the tears of a (D)clown.
This page shows “The Tears Of A Clown” by Smokey Robinson & The Miracles in our color-coded kid songbook view — every note is colored by pitch (red C, orange D, yellow E, green F, blue G, purple A, pink B) and the lyrics sit directly under each note, so children can sing along while they play. The song is in the key of D at 120 BPM, a slightly more challenging arrangement — practice each phrase slowly first.