Out In The Cold

There's no business like show business
Like no business I know
Everything about it is appealingEverything that traffic will allow
Nowhere could you get that happy feeling
When you are stealing that extra bowThere's no people like show people
They smile when they are low
Even with a turkey that you know will foldYou may be stranded out in the cold
Still you wouldn't change it for a sack of gold
Let's go on with the showThe butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk
Are secretly unhappy men because
The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerkGet paid for what they do but no applause
They'd gladly bid their dreary jobs
Goodbye for anything theatrical and whyThere's no business like show business
And I tell you it's so
Traveling through the country is so thrillingStanding out in front on opening nights
Smiling as you watch the theater filling
And there's your billing out there in lightsThere's no people like show people
They smile when they are low
Angels come from everywhere with lots of jackAnd 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 showThere's no business like show business
Like no business I know
You get word before the show has startedThat your favorite uncle died at dawn
Top of that, your pa and ma have parted
You're broken hearted but you go onThere's no people like show people
They smile when they are low
Yesterday they told you you would not go farThat 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