Don't Rain On My Parade lyrics by Barbra Streisand
Title : DON'T RAIN ON MY PARADEFrom : "Funny Girl"
Artist : BARBRA STREISAND
Reference Number : 0583
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Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter.
Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter.
Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade.......
Don't tell me not to fly, I've simply got to.
If someone takes a spill, it's me and not you.
Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade ?
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 freckle on the nose of life's complexion,
The cinder or the shiny apple of it's eye,
I gotta fly once, I gotta try once,
Only can die once, right sir ?
Ooh, love 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 hearts 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 !
One roll for the whole she bang !
One throw, that bell will go clang !
Eye on the target and wham !
One shot, one gun shot and bam !
Hey Mr. Armstien, here I am !
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 !
Get ready for me love,
'Cause I'm a comer
I simply gotta march, my hearts a drummer.
Nobody, no, nobody
Is gonna rain on my parade.
