Theres No Business Like Show Business Lyrics by Harry Connick, Jr.

Theres No Business Like Show Business Lyrics

    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
    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're 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 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 that 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
    You get word the show has started
    That your favorite 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 never ever run out of dough
    Yesterday they told you you would not go far
    That night you opened and there you are
    Next day on your dressing room they hung a star
    Let's go on with the show

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