Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Rain On My Parade

(Jule Merrill)

Don't tell me not to live, sit and putter,
Life's candy and the sun's a of butter.
Don't bring around a to rain on my parade.

Don't tell me not to fly-- I've got to.
If someone a spill, it's me and not you.
Who told you you're allowed to on my parade!

march my band out, I'll beat my drum,
And if I'm fanned out, turn at bat, sir.
At least I didn't it.
Hat, sir, I I didn't make it!

But I'm the rose of sheer perfection,
A on the nose of life's complexion,
The or the shiny apple of his eye,
I fly once, I gotta try once,
can die once, right, sir?

Ooh, is juicy, juicy, and you see
I have my bite, sir!
Get ready for me, love, I'm a "comer"
I simply march, my heart's a drummer.
bring around a cloud to rain on my parade!

I'm live and live now,
Get I want--I know how,
One roll for the shebang,
One throw, that will go clang,
Eye on the target--and
One shot, one gun shot, and
Hey, Mister, I am!

I'll march my band out, I will my drum,
And if I'm fanned out, your at bat, sir,
At least I fake it.
Hat, sir, I guess I didn't it.

Get for me, love, 'cause I'm a "comer"
I simply gotta march, my a drummer.
Nobody, no,
Is rain on my parade!