Don`t Rain On My Parade (Funny Girl)

<br>(Bob Merrill/Jule Styne) <br><br><br>Don`t tell me not to live, just sit and putter. <br>Life`s candy and the sun`s a ball of butter. <br>Don`t bring around a cloud to rain on my parade. <br>Don`t tell me not to fly, I`ve simply got to. <br>If someone takes a spill, it`s me and not you. <br>Who told you you`re allowed to rain on my parade. <br><br><br>I`ll march my band out! I`ll beat my drum! <br>And if I`m fanned out, your turn at bat, sir. <br>At least I didn`t fake it. Hat, sir. <br>I guess I didn`t make it. <br><br><br>But whether I`m the rose of sheer perfection, <br>Or a freckle on the nose of life`s complexion, <br>The Cinderella or the shinny apple of its eye. <br>I gotta fly once, I gotta try once. <br>Only I can die once. Right, sir? <br>Ooh... Life is juicy. Juicy and you see <br>I gotta have my bite, sir. <br><br><br>Get ready for me, Love, `cause I`m a comer. <br>I simply gotta march, my heart`s a drummer. <br>Don`t bring around a cloud to rain on my parade. <br><br><br>I`m gonna live and live now! <br>Get what I want, I know how! <br>One roll for the whole she`ll bang! <br>One throw, that bell will go clang! <br>Eye on the target and wham! <br>One shot, one gun shot and bam! <br><br><br>Hey, everybody, here I am! <br>I`ll march my band out! I`ll beat my drum! <br>And if I`m fanned out, you turn at bat, sir. <br>I guess I didn`t make it. Hat, sir. <br>At least I didn`t fake it. <br>Get ready for me, Love, `cause I`m a comer. <br>I simply gotta march, my heart`s a drummer. <br>Nobody, no, nobody is gonna rain on my parade!