当前位置:首页 > 歌词大全 > Don't Rain on My Parade歌词
  • Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter
    Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter
    Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade
    Don't tell me not to fly, I've simply got to
    If someone takes a spill, it's me and not you
    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 a rose of sheer perfection
    A freckle on the nose of life's complexion
    A cinder on the 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
    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'm gonna live and live now
    Get what I want I know how
    One roll for the whole shebang
    One throw that bell will go clang
    Eye on the target and wham
    One shot, one gunshot, and bam
    Hey world, here I am
    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
    Get ready for me, love, 'cause I'm a comer
    I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
    Nobody, no, nobody is gonna rain on my parade
  • Don't tell me not to live, just sit and putter
    Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter
    Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade
    Don't tell me not to fly, I've simply got to
    If someone takes a spill, it's me and not you
    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 a rose of sheer perfection
    A freckle on the nose of life's complexion
    A cinder on the 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
    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'm gonna live and live now
    Get what I want I know how
    One roll for the whole shebang
    One throw that bell will go clang
    Eye on the target and wham
    One shot, one gunshot, and bam
    Hey world, here I am
    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
    Get ready for me, love, 'cause I'm a comer
    I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
    Nobody, no, nobody is gonna rain on my parade