Cathy's Clown - The Everly Bothers

Don’t want your love anymore

Don’t want your kisses, that’s for sure

I die each time

I hear this sound:

«Here he comes.

That’s Cathy’s clown.»

I’ve gotta stand tall

You know a man can’t crawl

But when he knows you’re tellin' lies

And he hears them passing' by

He’s not a man at all

Don’t want your love anymore

Don’t want your kisses, that’s for sure

I die each time

I hear this sound:

«Here he comes.

That’s Cathy’s clown.»

When you see me shed a tear

And you know that it’s sincere

Don’t you think it’s kind of sad

That you’re treating me so bad

Or don’t you even care?

Don’t want your love anymore

Don’t want your kisses, that’s for sure

I die each time

I hear this sound:

«Here he comes.

That’s Cathy’s clown

That’s Cathy’s clown

That’s Cathy’s clown.»