Another op´nin, another show
In Philly, Boston, or Baltimo´
A chance for stage folks to say hello
Another op´nin of another show

Another job that you hope will last
Will make your future forget your past
Another pain where the ulcers grow
Another op´nin of another show

Four weeks, you rehearse and rehearse
Three weeks, and it couldn´t be worse
One week, will it ever be right?
Then out of 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 op´nin of another show