There’s No Business Like Show Business Songtext
von Ethel Merman
There’s No Business Like Show Business Songtext
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
But 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?
Why, why, why baby?
Why, why, why baby?
Why, why, why baby?
Because there′s no business like show business
Like no business I know
You get word before the show has started
That your favorite uncle died at dawn
And top of that, your ma and pa have parted
You′re broken-hearted
But you go on
There's no people like show people, they don′t run out of dough
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
The cowboys, the wrestlers, the tumblers, the clowns
The roustabouts that move the show at dawn
The music, the spotlights, the people, the towns
The baggage with the labels pasted on
The opening where you think you′re gonna die
There's nothing so theatrical and why
Why, why, why baby? (Why?)
Why, why, why? (And why?)
Why, why, why baby?
Why, why, why baby? Baby, why?
Becuase 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 theatre filling
And see your billing up there in lights
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
Let′s go on with the show
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
But 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?
Why, why, why baby?
Why, why, why baby?
Why, why, why baby?
Because there′s no business like show business
Like no business I know
You get word before the show has started
That your favorite uncle died at dawn
And top of that, your ma and pa have parted
You′re broken-hearted
But you go on
There's no people like show people, they don′t run out of dough
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
The cowboys, the wrestlers, the tumblers, the clowns
The roustabouts that move the show at dawn
The music, the spotlights, the people, the towns
The baggage with the labels pasted on
The opening where you think you′re gonna die
There's nothing so theatrical and why
Why, why, why baby? (Why?)
Why, why, why? (And why?)
Why, why, why baby?
Why, why, why baby? Baby, why?
Becuase 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 theatre filling
And see your billing up there in lights
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
Let′s go on with the show
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