[1st verse:]Barnum and Bailey were wonderful showmenIn the theatrical world there are no menWho would claim to be their equalAnd the sequelWas, they made the « tin, » packed them in ev’ry seasonI know it well and I’ll tell you the reasonThey were a pair of handbill throwersHorn blowersYou must talk about yourselfOr they’ll put you on the shelf[Refrain:]Blow your hornLet ’em know you’re comin’Blow your hornThat’ll start ’em hummin’Just make a whole lot of noiseThe only way to collar ev’ry dollar is to hollerMister Barnum saidEv’ry other minuteThere’s another one bornYou’ll strike itJust like BarnumMake ’em like itGosh darn ’emYell outYou’ll sell outIf you’ll only blow your horn[2nd verse:]Some people argue against advertisingHow they can feel as they do is surprisingI’m a walking eight sheet posterI’m a boasterThe red, white and blue and its value was doubtedTill Georgie Cohan started singing about itNow, ev’ryone who was against itCommenced itYou will be a household wordIf you just make yourself heard