To you, the name Bozo suggests a clown
But to me, you're my little boy not around
You're a thousand miles away and I don't see you much these days
To you, a clown, to me, my little boy
How you got that name, I don't really know
But it stays
With you, I know it will never go
As the years rush by real fast
I know someday you'll ask
Why to you, a clown, to me, my little boy
Sometimes America
Is broken
When love is gone
But the heartaches
And those feelings
Why they linger on
My memories
Are so very strong
Of your laughter
Last and long
Bozo, to you means clown
To me, it's my little boy
To you, the name Bozo suggests a clown
But to me, you're my little boy not around
You're a thousand miles away
I don't see you much these days
To you, a clown, to me, my little boy
Yes, to you, a clown, to me, my little boy
Oh, oh, oh.