Don't Rain on My Parade

Don't Rain on My Parade - Lexi Walker/Bob Merrill/Jule Styne

Written by：Bob Merrill/Jule Styne

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 where aloud 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

A freckle on the nose of life's complexion

The cinder or the

Shiny apple of it's eye

I've gotta fly once

I've gotta try once

Only can die once right sir

Oooh life is juicy juicy and you see I've gotta have my bite sir

Get ready for me love cause I'm a comer

I've 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 shabang

One throw that bell will go clang

Eye on the target and wham

One shot one gunshot and bam

Hey Mr. Arnstein 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 I t

Hat sir guess I didn't make it

Get ready for me love cause I'm a comer

I've simply gotta march my hearts a drummer

No nobody don't nobody is gonna

Rain on my parade