C             Am             C              Am
    There’s no business like show business like no business I know,
     G                       C          G                            C
    everything about it is appealing, everything that traffic will allow,
     G                                  Am
    nowhere could you have that happy feeling,
                     D              G
    when you are stealing that extra bow.
                  C            Am            C                  F
    There’s no people like show people, they smile when they are low,
    Dm             G            C          A
    even with a turkey that you know will fold,
              D       G     C         A
    you may be stranded out in the cold,
    Dm                  G             C          A
    still you wouldn’t change it for a sack of gold,
           Dm G           C
    let’s go on with the show.

[Chorus]
             F         Dm        F          Dm
2. The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk,
       F        C                 G
    are secretly unhappy men because,
           Bb         Gm      Bb             Gm
    the butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk,
            D         G                     C
    get paid for what they do, but no applause.
         E            B7                     E
    They’d gladly bid their dreary jobs goodbye
      C              Am          G
    for anything theatrical and why?

[Verse]
               C                Am         C                   Am
    There’s no business like show business and you tell me it’s so,
      G                                       C
    traveling through the country is so thrilling,
       G                                C
    standing out in front on opening nights,
        G                              Am
    smiling as you watch the theater filling,
      D                         G
    and there’s your billing out there in lights.
                  C            Am            C                   F
    There’s no people like show people, they smile when they are low,
    Dm                 G             C        A
    angels come from everywhere with lots of jack,
          D           G         C     A
    and when you lose it, there’s no attack,
        Dm               G          C              A
    where could you get money that you don’t give back?
            Dm G           C
    Let’s go on with the show !

[Verse]
         C            Am                  C             Am
    There’s no business like show business, like no business I know,
     G                                  C
    you get word before the show has started,
       G                               C
    that your favorite uncle died at dawn,
     G                               Am
    top of that, your pa and ma have parted,
        D                           G
    you’re broken-hearted, but you go on.
                  C          Am               C                  F
    There’s no people like show people, they smile when they are low,

      Dm               G                C      A
    yesterday they told you, you would not go far,
          D            G   C            A
    that night you open, and there you are.
      Dm                       G        C           A
    Next day on your dressing room they’ve hung a star,
           Dm G            C
    let’s go on with the show !

[Verse]

C
What good is sitting alone in your room,
                     C7
come, hear the music play!
F         Dm  Em       A     F        G7  C
Life is a cabaret, ole chum, come to the cabaret.

C
Put down that knittin', that book and the broom,
                   C7
it's time for a holiday.
F         Dm  Em       A        F           G7  C
Life is a cabaret, ole chum, so come to the cabaret.

               Fm                  C
Come taste the wine, come hear the band,
         Am
yes, it's time for celebratin'.
G                    G
Right this way, your table's waitin'.

C
No use permittin' some prophet of doom
                      C7
to wipe every smiles away.
F         Dm  Em       A        F           G7  C
Life is a cabaret, ole chum, so come to the cabaret.

[Instrumental]
F Dm Em A F G7 C C7 F Dm Em A F G7 C

[Chorus]
               Fm                  C
Come taste the wine, come hear the band,
          Am
yes, it's time for celebratin'.
G                    G
Right this way, your table's waitin'.

C
No thought for admittin' the prince of doom,
                     C7
yes, it is no longer stayin'.
F         Dm  Em       A     F      Dm  Em       A
Life is a cabaret, old chum, only a cabaret, old chum,
   F           G G7 C    G C
so come to the caba-ret.