‘Two out of three ain’t bad?’
“We can’t return we can only look behind
From where we came,
and go round and round and round
In the circle game.”
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The Gas Man Cometh by Flanders and Swann.
Leonard Cohen’s “Suzanne” goes from Suzanne to Jesus back to Suzanne.
Don McClean’s “American Pie” is circular with the quiet verses at beginning and end.
“Windmills of Your Mind” is all about circles & cycles.
From the Muppets of my youth:
Christmas is coming
The goose is getting fat!
Please to put the penny
in the old man’s hat.
If you haven’t got a penny
a haypenny will do.
If you haven’t got a haypenny
then God bless you!
Rinse, repeat.
Actually this is a song in the round, isn’t it?
Don’t shoot me for the earworm 
:
In the Ghetto
It all starts on a cold, Chicago day…and ends that way too.
Another one from the library of country classics:
Golden Ring as performed by George Jones and Tammy Wynette.
Begins and ends in a pawn shop in Chicago…
Hmmm…maybe there’s just something about Chicago…
“John Barleycorn”. Well, he sort of lived to tell the tale.
Tracy Chapman’s Fast Car starts with Chapman describing to her boyfriend/husband how she got stuck taking care of her father after her mother abandoned the family to escape Chapman’s lazy, drunk-ass father. It ends with Chapman contemplating leaving her lazy, drunk-ass husband and their kids.
“String of Pearls” by Soul Asylum would fit. The song shows different glimpses into the lives of tangentially-connected people until it circles back to the first person again.
Octavarium by Dream theater.
There’s one bottle of beer on the wall.
There’s one bottle of beer.
So you take one down and you pass it all around
And there’s no bottles of beer on the wall.
There’s no bottles of beer on the wall.
There’s no bottles of beer.
So you got to the store and you buy a hundred more.
And there’s a hundred bottles of beer on the wall.
Sung by Tom Chapin, written by him and his brother Harry:
All my life’s a circle, Sunrise and Sundown
The sun moves through the daytime, till the night time comes around
All my life’s a circle, and I can’t ask you why…
The season’s spinning round again; Let’s sing it one more time!
da capo
Hello everybody this is Harry Cemetery,
If your’re good you go to heaven,
If you’re bad you go to
Hello everybody…
The “Maypole Song” from The Wicker Man is a big circle: Tree to limb to branch to nest to egg to bird to feather to bed to girl to man to seed to boy to man to grave, out of which grows a tree.
Springsteen’s “Glory Days” and “My Hometown”
Paperback Writer by the Beatles.
“Women and Men” by They Might Be Giants.
This always seemed like a perfect sequel to “Born to Run.”
Ever wonder what would have happened if Wendy had been stupid enough to listen to Bruce’s plea to run away with him? This.