Shirley Bassey - Don't Rain On My Parade lyrics

[Shirley Bassey - Don't Rain On My Parade lyrics]

Don't tell me not to fly i've simply got to
If someone takes a spill it's me and not you
Don't bring around the cloud to
Rain on my parade don't tell me not to leave
Just sit and putter
Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter
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
A freckle on the nose of life's complexion
A Cinderella or a shine apple of an eye
I gotta fly once i gotta try once
Only can die once, right, sir?
Ooh, life 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 the cloud to
Rain on my parade yes, sir
No, sir i'm gonna live and live now
Get what I want, I know how
All that the law will allow
One roll for the whole shebang
One throw that bell will go clang
Though I'm alone I'm a gang
Eye on the target and wham
One shot, one gun shot and bam
Hey, world, here I am
Get ready for me life, 'cause I'm a "comer"
I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
Nobody, no, nobody
Is gonna rain on my parade!

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