The Final Event: There Is A Sucker Born Ev'ry Minute (reprise)

The Final Event: There Is A Sucker Born Ev'ry Minute (reprise) Lyrics

The Final Event: There Is A Sucker Born Ev'ry Minute (reprise) Song Lyrics

---

(Spoken)
'Course that was a long time ago
Joice Heth is gone and forgotten
So is the American Museum
And the living whale
And Jenny Lind
And my poor Tom Thumb
And then the Reuben's who came over on the Mayflower
Have gone to dust
Tom Jefferson's memory
And old Franklin's flown his last kite
So my kind of humbugs disappeared
Pity
(Sung)
There was a sucker born ev'ry minute
Each time that second hand swept to the top
Like dandelions up they'd pop
Their ears so big, their eyes so wide
And though I fed them bonafide baloney
With no truth in it

[Thanks to Annie for lyrics]