(Curly Putman - Ron Hellard - Bucky Jones)
Chorus:
He's got a funny red nose, old baggy pants
When he staggers down the street it's a funny little dance
Children gather 'round as he falls down
Everybody laughs at wino the clown
They just know the reason why
But when she died, he died inside
He lost all his will to live
And he had no use for pride
Not even all his children's love
Could bring him back again
He just crawled into a bottle
Now he's waiting for the end
Chorus:
He's got a funny red nose, old baggy pants
When he staggers down the street it's a funny little dance
Children gather 'round as he falls down
Everybody laughs at wino the clown
They laugh when he comes down the street
Stumbles all alone
At they way he smiles and holds his arm
Just as if someone's holding on
They all think he's lost
His mind talking to thin air
Ah, but only me and my daddy knows
That mama's walking there
Chorus:
He's got a funny red nose. Old baggy pants
When he staggers down the street it's a funny little dance
Children gather 'round when he falls down
Everybody laughs at wino the clown
But I never laugh when my daddy falls down
I'll always love wino the clown...