An acrobat
Trapeze artiste
I fancy that
I’ll be an acrobat one day
I’m going to run away, and join a circus
A circus
Hear the whip crack
And ride around the ring
Bare back
No matter what you say
I’m going to run away and join a circus
A circus
Sequins and spangles
And derring-do dangles
Two wings and a prayer
Flying and soaring
The crowd below roaring
They gasp as I dare
Gliding with grace through the air
See how small troubles are there
Far away
Far below
And I know that one day
I’ll just get up and go
I’ll be an acrobat
An acrobat
Who says I won’t?
Now you see me
Now you don’t
I’m an acrobat
And One day
I’m going to run away and join a circus
A circus
See me dive through the hoops
But it’s for real
Watch me tie myself in knots
Inside, that’s how I feel
I can juggle
Now I’m playing with fire
Mind how the flames turn
Spin as they burn
Higher and higher
Quick change
Another pose
Who said that I was strange?
Well just suppose
I join a circus
A circus
Sequins and spangles
And derring-do dangles
Flying and soaring
The crowd will be roaring
Gliding with grace through the air
See how small problems are there
Far away
Far below
And I know that one day
I’ll just get up and go
I’ll be an acrobat
Trapeze artiste, contortionist and that,
I fancy that
I’ll be an acrobat and one day
I’m going to run away, and join a circus
And leave the circus
Words & Music by Sue Casson
Piano/vocals Casson
Violin Jacqueline Dennett
Recorded at Coachroad Studios
by David Oversby-Powell
Beachcomber is an ongoing project
Photos of Rebecca Morton by Sarah Morton