Frank Sinatra - There's No Business Like Show Business (Annie Get Your Gun, 1950) Lyrics

There's no business like show business like no
business I know Everything about it is appealing,
everything that 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 Traveling through the country is so
thrilling, standing out in front on opening nights
Smiling as you watch the theater 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 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 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!!