Standard (EADGBE)

 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 the 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'm marching my band out

I'm beating 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 the rose of sheer perfection

A freckle on the nose of life's complexion

The cinder or the shine apple of an eye

I gotta fly once

I gotta try once

Only can die once, right, sir?

Ooh, life 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 the 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 clam

Eye on the target and wam

One shot, one gun shot and bang

Hey, Mr. Arnstein, here I am...

I'm marching my band out

I'm beating 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

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Get ready for me life, 'cause I'm a "comer"

I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer

 Nobody, no, nobody, is gonna rain on my parade!