Grant Park, Atlanta · Track 3 · middle
Zoo Atlanta: The Circus Left Town
The unexpected story of how a stranded circus menagerie in 1889 became the unlikely foundation of a beloved city zoo.
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[Intro] Eighteen eighty-nine. The air thick as molasses. The cicadas were screaming summer. [Verse 1] The big top slumped, a tired canvas ghost. S.H. Barrett’s name peeling on the posters. The popcorn was stale, the music was gone. Just a hyena laughing at the silent dawn. The train tracks sat gleaming, empty and hot. No money for the ticket, that was the plot. Stuck in Grant Park, a story untold. A lion, a tiger, too broke to be sold. [Chorus] The circus left town, but the circus stayed. A strange new menagerie, accidentally made. The posters came down, the wagons were gone. But a lion still roared in the Atlanta dawn. Yeah, the circus left town, but the circus stayed. On a patch of green grass, a foundation was laid. [Verse 2] Then along came a man named George V. Gress. Didn't see a disaster, didn't see a mess. He saw two monkeys, a bear in a cage. And decided to turn a brand new page. Wrote a check for the whole forgotten crew. Said "Atlanta, these animals are a gift to you." No ringmaster cracking a whip in the air. Just a home for the tiger and the black bear. [Chorus] The circus left town, but the circus stayed. A strange new menagerie, accidentally made. The posters came down, the wagons were gone. But a lion still roared in the Atlanta dawn. Yeah, the circus left town, but the circus stayed. On a patch of green grass, a foundation was laid. [Bridge] The railroad that stranded them, a dead-end line. Became the first chapter, a curious design. Soon came Charlie the elephant, taking a walk. A new kind of legend for the neighborhood talk. From a bankrupt show, a city's new prize. Right here in the green, a wild surprise. A home built on failure, a beautiful mistake. For goodness, for fortune, for pity's sake. [Chorus] The circus left town, but the circus stayed! A strange new menagerie, accidentally made! The posters came down, the wagons were gone! But a lion still roars in the Atlanta dawn! Yeah, the circus left town, but the circus stayed! On a patch of green grass, a foundation was laid! [Outro] They left the lion. They left the tiger. They left the monkeys. And a roar echoes through the trees.