Supremes - Don't Rain On My Parade lyrics

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(Jule Styne/Bob Merrill) <br />

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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 />

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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 />

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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. <br />

Hat, sir, I guess I didn't make it! <br />

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But whether I'm the rose of sheer perfection, <br />

A freckle on the nose of life's complexion, <br />

The cinder or the shiny apple of his eye, <br />

I gotta fly once, I gotta try once, <br />

Only can die once, right, sir? <br />

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Ooh, love is juicy, juicy, and you see <br />

I gotta have my bite, sir! <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 />

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I'm gonna live and live now, <br />

Get what I want--I know how, <br />

One roll for the whole shebang, <br />

One throw, that bell will go clang, <br />

Eye on the target--and wham-- <br />

One shot, one gun shot, and bam-- <br />

Hey, Mister, here I am! <br />

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I'll march my band out, I will beat my drum, <br />

And if I'm fanned out, your turn at bat, sir, <br />

At least I didn't fake it. <br />

Hat, sir, I guess I didn't make it. <br />

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Get ready for me, love, 'cause I'm a "comer" <br />

I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer. <br />

Nobody, no, nobody <br />

Is gonna rain on my parade!