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 don’t come
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
On 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 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 o’ gold
Let’s go on with the show; let’s go on with the show!