Finale

(Ringmaster - spoken)  In the center ring, a princely final attraction, Mister Phineas Taylor Barnum, himself.

(Barnum – spoken)

‘Course, that was a long time ago.  Joyce Heth is gone and forgotten.  So’s the American Museum, and the living whale, and Jenny Lind, and my poor Tom Thumb.  And them Ruebens that came over on the Mayflower have gone to dust.  Tom Jefferson’s memory, and old Franklin’s flown his last kite.  So my kinda humbug’s disappeared.  Pity.

(sung)  There was a sucker, born every 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 ‘em bonafide baloney

With no truth in it…ha ha ha ha ha!!!!