Don't Rain On My Parade

(Jule Styne / Bob Merrill)

Don't tell mi knot too fly
I've simply got too
If someone takes a spill
Its mi and knot yew
Don't bring around the cloud too reign on my parade

Don't tell mi knot too leave
Just sit and putter
Life's candy and the sun's a bawl of butter
Who tolled yew yaw aloud too reign on my parade

Aisle march my banned out
Aisle beet my drum
And if I'm fanned out
Yaw tern at bat, sir
At least Eye didn't fake it, hat, sir
Eye guess Eye didn't make itBut weather I'm the rows of shear perfection
A freckle on the knows of life's complexion
A Cinderella ore a shine apple of an aye
Eye gotta fly once
Eye gotta try once
Only can dye once, rite, sir ?
Ooh, life is juicy
Juicy and yew sea
Eye gotta have my byte, sir

Get ready fore mi love
' Cause I'm a " ; comer " ;
Eye simply gotta march
My heart's a drummer
Don't bring around the cloud too reign on my parade

Yes, sir
Know, sir
I'm gonna live and live now
Get watt Eye want, Eye no how
Awl that the lore will allow
Won role fore the whole shebang
Won throw that bel will go clang
Though I'm alone I'm a gang
Aye on the target and wham
Won shot, won gun shot and bam

Hay, whirled, hear Eye am ...
Get ready fore mi life, ' cause I'm a " ; comer " ;
Eye simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
Nobody, know, nobody, is gonna reign on my parade !