Don't Rain On My Parade

Don't (Caug)tell me not to (C6)fly,

I've (Caug)simply got to.

(C)If (Caug)someone takes a (C6)spill, it's (Caug)me and not you.

(C)Don't (C#dim)bring around a (G7)cloud to rain on my (C)(Caug)parade.

(C)Don't (Caug)tell me not to (C6)live,

just (Caug)sit and putter.

(C)Life's (Caug)candy and the (C6)sun's a (Caug)ball of butter.

(C)Who (C#dim)told you you're (G7)allowed to rain on my (C)(Caug)parade.

(C)(C6)rade? I'll march my (Fmaj7)band (Dm)out,

(C7)I'll beat my (F)drum.

And if I'm (Am7)fanned out,

(Em7)your (A7)turn at (Dm7)bat, sir, at least I didn't fake it.

(G7sus)Hat, sir, I guess I didn't make it!

(C)But (Caug)whether I'm the (C6)rose of (Caug)sheer perfection (C)or (Caug)freckle on the (C6)nose of (Caug)life's complexion,

(C)the (C#dim)cinder on the (G7)shiny apple of its (Em7)eye,

(D)I gotta (Fdim)fly once, (C)I gotta (F#dim)try once,

(G7)only can die once, (C)right, sir?

(D)Oh, love is (Fdim)juicy, (C)juicy and (F7)you see,

(F#m7)I gotta (B7)have my (Em)bite, (G7)sir.

(Caug)(C)rade.