Biography:
Irving Berlin (11 May 1888 – 22 September 1989), born Israel Isidore Baline, in Tyumen, Russia (according to other sources possibly Mogilev, now Belarus), was an American composer and lyricist. He was one of the most prodigious and famous American songwriters in history.
Berlin, who was Jewish, was one of the few Tin Pan Alley/Broadway songwriters who wrote both lyrics and music for his songs. Although he never learned to read music beyond a rudimentary level, he composed over 3,000 songs.
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- Blue Skies
- Cheek To Cheek
- Doin What Comes Naturally
- Im Beginning To See The Light
- Moonshine Lullaby
- Puttin On The Ritz
- Russian Lullaby
- Theres No Business Like Show Business
- Theres No Business Medley
- They Say Its Wonderful
- Whatll I Do
- White Christmas
- Wont You Play A Simple Melody
- You Cant Get A Man With A Gun
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[Verse]
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.
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.
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