Another Opnin, Another Show Songtext

von Cole Porter

Another op'nin', another Show
Another op'nin', another show
In Philly, Boston or Baltimoe,
A chance for stagefolks to say "hello"
Another op'nin', another show.

Another job that you hope, at last,
Will make your future forget your past,
Another pain where the ulcers grow,
Another op'nin', another show

For weeks, you rehearse and rehearse,
Three weeks and it couldn't be worse.
One week, will it ever be right?
Then out o' the hat, it's that big first night!

The overture is about to start,
You cross your fingers and hold your heart,
It's curtain time and away we go,
Another op'nin', another show

Another op'nin', another show
In Philly, Boston or Baltimoe,
A chance for stagefolks to say "hello"
Another op'nin', another show.

Another job that you hope, at last,
Will make your future forget your past,
Another pain where the ulcers grow,
Another op'nin', another show.

For weeks, you rehearse and rehearse,
Three weeks and it couldn't be worse.
One week, will it ever be right?
Then out o' the hat, it's that big first night!

The overture is about to start,
You cross your fingers and hold your heart,
It's curtain time and away we go,
Another op'nin', just another op'nin', of another show!