There is a sucker born every minuteEach time the second hand sweeps to the topLike dandelions up they pop,Their ears so big, their eyes so wide.And though I feed ‘em bonafide baloneyWith no truth in itWhy 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.
There is a sucker born every minuteEach time the second hand sweeps to the topLike dandelions up they pop,Their ears so big, their eyes so wide.And though I feed ‘em bonafide baloneyWith no truth in itWhy 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.