Bobby Darin

Don’t Rain on My Parade

 


 

 

      Go ahead and get it now …

 

      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 a 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 "comer"

      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!

 

      Umm … ahh … get ready for me, love

      'cause I'm a "comer"

      I simply gotta march

      My heart's a drummer

      Nobody ...

      I said ... nobody ...

     

      Nobody had better     

      Rain on my parade!

      Yeah!

 

 

 

 

Lyrics transcribed by Marilyn Brown and Jane Penny


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