Misc - Dont Rain On My Parade Lyrics

Don't Rain on my Parade by Bob Merrill and Jules Styne Don't tell me not to fly, I've simply got to. If someone takes a spill, it's me and not you. Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade. Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter. Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter. Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade. Chorus: I'll march my band out! I'll beat my drum! And if I'm fanned out, your turn at bat, sir. At least I didn't fake it. Hat, sir. I guess I didn't make it But whether I'm the rose of sheer perfection, Or a freckle on the nose of life's complexion, The Cinderella or the shiny apple of it's eye. I gotta fly once. I gotta try once. Only can die once. Right, sir? Ooh life is juicy. Juicy and you see I gotta have my bite, sir. Get ready for me love, 'cause I'm a "comer" I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer. Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade. I'm gonna live and live NOW! Get what I want, I know how! All that the law will allow! One roll for the whole shebang! One throw, that bell will go clang! Tho' I'm alone I'm a gang! Eye on the target and wham! One shot, one gun shot and bam! Hey, Mr. Ornstein, here I am! Chorus Get ready for me life, 'cause I'm a 'comer' I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer. Nobody, No nobody is gonna rain on my parade! Misc Lyrics Dont Rain On My Parade Lyrics