Don't Rain on My Parade (From Funny Girl) [2007 Remaster] (2007 Remastered Version)

Don't Rain On My Parade (Album Version) - Linda Eder

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 do rose of

Sheer perfection

A freckle on the nose of life's

Complexion

A cinder on 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 heart's

A drummer

Don't bring around a cloud to rain

On my parade

I'm gonna live and live now

Gets what I want I know how

One roll for the whole shebang

One throw that bell will go clang

Eye on the target and wham

One shot one gunshot and bam

Hey world here I am

I'll march my band out

I'll beat my drum

And if I'm fanned outs

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 heart's a drummer

Nobody no nobody

Is gonna

Rain on my parade