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Dont Rain On My Parade chords

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There is no strumming pattern for this song yet. and get +5 IQ
         my first chords!so easy!
sepe7hr@yahoo.com
and 4 the record its in A major!
sepehr mmzd!

 A 
Don't tell me not to live 
Just sit and putter 
Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter 
E                       D               A 
Don't bring around the cloud to rain on my parade 

A 
Don't tell me not to fly 
I've simply got to 
If someone takes a spill 
It's me and not you 
E                  D                    A 
Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade 

A 
I'm marching my band out 
I'm beating my drum 
           D 
And if I'm fanned out 
              B    F# 
Your turn at bat, sir 
                            A    E 
At least I didn't fake it, hat, sir 
I guess I didn't make it 

A 
But whether I'm the rose of sheer perfection 
A freckle on the nose of life's complexion 
E                 D               B 
The cinder or the shine apple of an eye 
A 
I gotta fly once 
E 
I gotta try once 
D             A 
Only can die once, right, sir? 
Ooh, life is juicy 
E 
Juicy and you see 
D                A 
I gotta have my bite, sir 

A 
Get ready for me love 
'Cause I'm a "comer" 
I simply gotta march 
My heart's a drummer 
E                        D                A 
Don't bring around the cloud to rain on my parade 

A 
I'm gonna live and live now 
Bm 
Get what I want, I know how 
C# 
One roll for the whole shebang 
Dm 
One throw that bell will go clam 
Eb 
Eye on the target and wam 
Em 
One shot, one gun shot and bang 

A                  D     A 
Hey, Mr. Arnstein, here I am... 
A 
I'm marching my band out 
I'm beating my drum 
           D 
And if I'm fanned out 
              B    F# 
Your turn at bat, sir 
                            A    E 
At least I didn't fake it, hat, sir 
I guess I didn't make it 
( A   E   A ) 
Get ready for me life, 'cause I'm a "comer" 
I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer 
                    E                A  E 
Nobody, no, nobody, is gonna rain on my parade! 

            
            
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