Don't Rain On My Parade!

Don't Rain On My Parade

Bobby Darin

Hey, world, here I am...

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 a cloud to rain on my parade.

Don't tell me not to live,
Just sit and putter,
Life's candy and the sun is a ball of butter,
Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade?

I'm gonna march my band out,
I'll beat my drum,
And if I'm fanned out,
Your turn at bat, sir
Hey at least I didn't fake it, hat, sir
So what? I didn't make it.

But whether I'm the rose of sheer perfection,
Or freckle on the nose of life's complexion,
The cinder of a shiny apple of its 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.

So get ready for me love
'Cause I'm a-cummer'
I simply gotta march
My heart's a drummer
Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade.

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-cummer'
I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer,
Nobody, I said nobody,
Nobody had better rain on my parade!