Luyện nghe bài hát Dont Rain On My Parade

Don't Rain on my
by Bob Merrill and Jules
tell me not to fly, I've simply got to.
If someone takes a spill, me and not you.
Don't around a cloud to rain on my parade.
Don't me not to live, just sit and putter.
candy and the sun's a ball of butter.
Who told you you're allowed to on my parade.
Chorus: I'll my band out! I'll beat my drum!
And if I'm fanned out, turn at bat, sir.
At I didn't fake it. Hat, sir. I guess I didn't make it
But whether I'm the of sheer perfection,
Or a on the nose of life's complexion,
The Cinderella or the apple of it's eye.
I gotta fly once. I try once.
Only can die once. Right,
Ooh life is juicy. and you see
I have my bite, sir.
Get ready for me love, I'm a "comer"
I gotta march, my heart's a drummer.
Don't around a cloud to rain on my parade.
I'm live and live NOW!
Get I want, I know how!
All that the law allow!
One roll for the shebang!
One throw, that bell go clang!
Tho' I'm alone I'm a gang! Eye on the and wham!
One shot, one gun and bam!
Hey, Mr. Ornstein, I am!

Get ready for me life, I'm a 'comer'
I simply gotta march, my a drummer.
Nobody, No is gonna rain on my parade!