The cowboys, the wrestlers, The tumblers, the clowns
The roustabouts that move the show at dawn
The music, the spotlights, the people, the towns
Your baggage with the labels pasted on
The sawdust and the horses and the smell
The towel you’ve takenfrom the last hotel
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 have that happy feeling
When you are stealing that extra bow
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 open and there you are
Next day on your dressing room they’ve hung a star
Let’s go on with the show
The costumes, the scenery, The makeup, the props
The audience that lifts you when you’re down
The headaches, the heartaches, the backaches, the flops
The sheriff who escorts you out of town
The opening when your heart beats like a drum
The closing when the customers won’t come
There’s no business like show business,
Like no business I know traveling through the country is so thrilling
Standing out in front on opening nights smiling as you watch the benches
filling
And there’s your billing, out there in lights
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
Let’s go on with the show!
