Tattoo'd lady, bearded baby they're my family When I was lonely something told me where I could always be Where I could, wish for pennies If we had any, you'd meet me down, at the shooting gallery Well I spent my youth under canvas roof as I roamed from town to town I'm not fooling when I say I got no schoolin', never like the class bell sound From inside the caravan I hear the fairground band, sounding good as they can be You know I can't be found But if you look around, tomorrow we'll be gone by dawn Now hear it on the loud speaker say, the fire eater is a real fine sight to see You know he's a death cheater, some kind of central heater, be sure to save a seat for me Let me tell you 'bout wicked sadie, she's no baby, The law came and tried to close her sideshow down But soon she had the d.a. Cheering, the police chief wearing her garter for a crown