Once upon my boyhood time

The circus came to town

I remember church going people

Talking the carnies down



Misfits of society

That's what they said to me

So I sneaked up close

And watched them work



And found that actually

They laughed a lot

They sang out loud

The way they walked



Made them look kinda proud

A little different from you

A little different from me

a lot like the man who walked



Through Galilee

Mr. and Mrs. Goldstein

Moved in next door to us

The neighbors were indignant



They put up quit a fuss

The neighborhood had gone to pot

And they had worked so hard

So I sneaked out back



Peeked through the fence

And watched them do the yard

They laughed a lot

They sang out loud



They looked just like the rest

Of the crowd

A little different from you

A little different from me



A lot like the man who walked

Through Galilee

Everyone is different

But everyone's the same



Riding around in circles

On life's mysterious train

What if other people

Thought that way of you



Too weak for the circus

Too dumb to be a Jew

A plain old Joe

In wash 'n' wear suit



Wasting his life away

Or do they look in envy

And do or don't they say

Writer : LAVOIE
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