Sitting in his caravan
Mr. B's the funny man
A thousand people laugh at every day
Puts red make-up on his nose
The star of countless circus shows
Will have them in the aisles come what may
Bobo's the children's favourite
Big fat trousers and funny shoes
Let me let you into a secret
Bobo's got the blues
Ladies and gentlemen, I don't know
Why the big star of the show
Is playing in a one man band
Never gets a helping hand
Tries his best and always wears a smile
Try to look him in the eye
When he bows and waves goodbye
Bobo's only happy for a while
Goodbye Mr. Bobo
Mister, you can take a bow
Poor old Mr. Bobo
You can go home
The show is over now