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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ethel Merman
Ethel Merman
Vocals
Ray Middleton
Ray Middleton
Vocals
Jay Blackton
Jay Blackton
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Irving Berlin
Irving Berlin
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Oscar Hammerstein II
Oscar Hammerstein II
Producer
Richard Rodgers
Richard Rodgers
Producer

Lyrics

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
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