To the tune of "Look Out Maw, Here Comes The Elephant Boy" by John Prine

(That isn't Prine's title, just the first line of the chorus, but I can't remember the exact title!)

SHORTY's WAKE
The ringmaster called us to his tent one day
He had sad news, Shorty'd passed away
The show goes on, but when we get a break
We're gonna give him a helluva wake

Look out maw, it's the elephant man
Lived his life in a caravan
Died on the road, and the story ran
The show must still go on
The show must still go on

We put on a show like you've never seen
There were dancing horses and highwire queens
Jugglers, tumblers and eating flames
Snakes were charmed and lions tamed

Look out maw, it's the elephant man
Lived his life in a caravan
Died on the road, and the story ran
The show must still go on
The show must still go on

The elephants filed, dignified
Past his body, froze in ice
And as they paid their last respects
A hush descended on the circus acts

Look out maw, it's the elephant man
Lived his life in a caravan
Died on the road, and the story ran
The show must still go on
The show must still go on