Down by the river where the willows weep
A clown waits silent, in shadows deep
His makeup cracked, his smile askew
With a guitar that played the devil's tune
He wandered through the small-town fair
The townsfolk unaware of the dark he'd share
String by string, his music lured
A song so sweet, but danger ensured
Oh, the killer clown with his mournful song
Played his victims all night long
His strings would ring a fatal sound
Leaving ghosts beneath the ground
At dusk he'd charm, at dawn he'd flee
Leaving sorrow under every tree
His melodies would mask the cries
Till morning light exposed the lies
Sheriff tried to catch his trace
But the clown had always changed his face
A wistful tune from a distant hill
Echoed the sorrow of each kill
Oh, the killer clown with his mournful song
Played his victims all night long
His strings would ring a fatal sound
Leaving ghosts beneath the ground