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Barnum
Music: Cy Coleman
Lyrics: Michael Stewart
Book: Mark Bramble
Premiere: Wednesday, April 30, 1980
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There is a sucker born every minute

There is a sucker born every minute
Each time the second hand sweeps to the top
Like dandelions up they pop,
Their ears so big, their eyes so wide.
And though I feed ‘em bonafide baloney
With no truth in it
Why you can bet I’ll find some rube to buy my corn.
‘Cause there’s a sure-as-shooting sucker born a minute,
And I’m referrin’ to the minute you were born.

Each blessed hour brings sixty of ‘em
Each time the wooden cuckoo shows his face
Another sucker takes his place,
And plunks his quarter on the line
To buy my brand of genuine malarky.
God bless and love ‘em!
But don’t feel sad or hoppin’ mad or cause a scene
‘Cause there’s a sure-as-shooting sucker born a minute,
But M’am you mighta been the minute in between.

There is a sucker born every minute
Each time the second hand sweeps to the top
Like dandelions up they pop,
Their ears so big, their eyes so wide.
And though my tale is bonafide baloney,
Just let me spin it,
And ain’t no man who can resist me wait and see
‘Cause there’s a sure-as-shooting sucker born a minute,
And friends the biggest one excluding none is me!


One Brick at a Time

Charity:
The Lord gave each and everyone
The spunk to do what can't be done
The brawn, the brain, the courage and the heart
The strength to bend the strongest bar
The will to reach the farthest star
It's just a case of learning how to start.
To build a tower up so high to a cloud you'll anchor
Build it one tiny brick at a time
Bucks multiply till a bum's a banker
Just begin with a thin silver dime
That empty feild it can yeild miles and miles of flowers
You don't need no magic powers
Just a seed and showers
From the floor to the sky
You can soar if you're wise enough to climb
One brick at a time

Men:
To build a ship that's built to last

Charity:
You lay the keel than raise the mast


The Colors of My Life
Barnum:
The colors of my life
Are bountiful and bold,
The purple glow of indigo,
The gleam of green and gold.
The splendor of the sunrise,
The dazzle of a flame,
The glory of a rainbow,
I'd put 'em all to shame.
No quiet browns and grays,
I'll take my days instead
And fill them till they overflow
With rose and cherry red!
And should this sunlit world
Grow dark one day,
The colors of my life
Will leave a shining light
To show the way...
The splendor of a sunrise,
The dazzle of a flame,
The glory of a rainbow,
I'd put 'em all to shame...

Charity:
The colors of my life
Are softer than a breeze.
The silver gray of eiderdown,
The dappled green of trees.
The amber of a wheat field,
The hazel of a seed,
The crystal of a raindrop,
Are all I'll ever need.
Your reds are much too bold,
In gold I find no worth.
I'll fill my days with sage and brown
The colors of the earth,
And if from by my side
My love should roam,
The colors of my life
Will shine a quiet light
To lead him home.


I Like Your Style
Barnum:
We're out of step
We disagree
What's right for you Is wrong for me
Together we're apart a country mile
But I like your style
I like your style

Charity:
We're out of step
We disagree
What's right for you is wrong for me
When I propose
Then you protest
What's my delight
You just detest
Too sweet a fight to ever reconcile

Barnum:
Too sweet a fight to ever reconcile

Charity:
But I like your style

Barnum:
I like your style

Charity:
I like your style
No shouts or quarrels
No blows or tears

Both:
One simple fuss
To dissect and discuss
For the next
One hundred years

Charity:
Each blessed day

Barnum:
Each blessed day

Charity:
We sweetly fill

Barnum:
We sweetly fill

Charity:
With no you won't

Barnum:
With no you won't

Charity:
And yes I will

Barnum:
And yes I will

Charity:
You wonder how we made it down the aisle

Barnum:
You wonder how we made it down the aisle

Charity:
Well I liked your style

Barnum:
I liked your style

Charity:
I liked your style

(High Spirited Dance)
Charity:
Each blessed day

Barnum:
Each blessed day

Charity:
We sweetly fill

Barnum:
We sweetly fill

Charity:
With no you won't

Barnum:
With no you won't

Charity:
And yes I will

Barnum:
And yes I will

Charity:
You wonder how we made it down the aisle

Barnum:
You wonder how we made it down the aisle

Charity:
Well I liked your style

Barnum:
I liked your style

Charity:
I liked your style

Barnum:
I liked your style

Charity:
I liked your style

Both:
I liked your style,
Style,
Style!


Love Makes Such Fools of Us All
(In Swedish and English)

Jenny Lind:
Botrom all grans,
U tom all tid,
Charlikens ler och lockar.
Charlekens vind,
Branner som eld,
Spranger den hook-sta mur.
Botrom all grans,
U tom all tid,
Charlekens dorskop oss fur

Love knows no rules,
Love has no time,
Love laughs at rhyme and reason,
Sweeping the stage,
Mad or sublime,
Knowing no age or season.
Wise men and fools,
Playing love's game,
Bend to the same sweet treason.
Love's silver song,
Swift as a flame,
Bends to the strongest wall.
Love knows no rules,
Love has no time,
Love makes such fools of us all.
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