There's no business like show business,
Like no business I know;
Everything about it is appealing,
Everything the traffic will allow.
Nowhere could you get that happy feeling
When you are stealing that extra bow.
There's no people like show people,
They smile when they are low.
Even with a turkey that you know will fold,
You may be stranded out in the cold,
Still you wouldn't change it for a sack of gold,
Let's go on with the show!
The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk,
Are secretly unhappy men because
The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk,
Get paid for what they do but no applause!
They'd gladly bid their dreary jobs goodbye
For anything theatrical, and why?
There's no business like show business,
And I tell you it's so!
Travelling through the country is so thrilling,
Standing out in front on opening nights.
Smiling as you watch the theatre filling,
And there's your billing, out there in lights.
There's no people like show people,
They smile when they are low.
Angels come from everywhere with lots of jack,
And when you lose it there's no attack!
Where could you get money that you don't give back?
Let's go on with the show!
There's no business like show business,
Like no business I know;
You get word before the show has started
That your favourite uncle died at dawn;
Top of that your pa and ma have parted,
You're broken hearted, but you go on!
There's no people like show people,
They smile when they are low.
Yesterday they told you you would not go far,
That night you opened and there you are;
Next day, on your dressing room they've hung a star,
Let's go on with the show!
