The costumes, the finery, the tricorns, the props
The children that lift you when you're down
The headaches, the heartaches, the backaches, the flops
The looks you get when you arrive in town
The way you feel when your heart beats like a drum
The sad times when the audience won't come
There's no business like SAR business
Like no business I know
Everything about it is appealing
Everything the traffic will allow
No where could you have that happy feeling
When you aren't stealing that extra bow
There's no people like SAR people
They smile when they are low
Yesterday they told you you would not go far
Now they all love us and here we are
From then on you find out that you are a star
Let's go on with the show
The costumes, the driving, the diners, the frowns
The work that begins at the first light of dawn
The miles, the sweating, the freezing, the towns
Your woman who encourages you on
Everyone adores you, you can tell
The times you have slept at a cheap hotel
There's no business like SAR business
If you tell me it's so
Traveling through the country is so thrilling
Standing out in front on starlit nights
Smiling as you watch the benches filling
And soon you’re standing up there in lights
There's no people like SAR people
They smile when they are low
Even when you know you are getting old
Often you are working out in the cold
Still you wouldn't trade it for a sack o' gold
Let's go on with the show
Let's go on with the show!
The show!
The show!
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