When I was alive, and since I died at 102 they decided NOT to replace me, I wrote a Broadway stage musical about Annie Oakley, Frank Butler, and BUFFALO BILL. It was in the late 40's and starred Ethel Merman. God, she was loud! That's why we all loved her voice so much! Anyway, we entitled the show "Annie Get Your Gun", which, I understand, recently while I was dead, was revived on Broadway starring Ms. Reba McIntyre.
In ACT ONE, the charactors called Frank, Annie, and BUFFALO BILL sing a song together. It's a spiffy little number I am sure you have heard of:
"There's No Busines Like Show Business."
Berlin Irving - There's No Business Like Show Business 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
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
The cowboys, the wrestlers, the tumblers, the clowns
The roustabouts that move the show at dawn
The music, the spotlight, the people, the towns
Your baggage with the labels pasted on
The sawdust and the horses and the smell
The towel you've taken from the last hotel
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
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 costumes, the scenery, the make-up, the props
The audience that lifts you when you're down
The headaches, the heartaches, the backaches, the flops
The sheriff who escorts you out of town
The op'ning when your heart beats like a drum
The closing when the customers won't come
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
Still you wouldn't 'change for a sack of gold
Let's go on with the show
Let's go on with the show! ;D
He's the All-American, bullet headed Saxon mother's son. Are they trying to tell us Billy is All American? 
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