Don’t Rain on My Parade
Barbra Streisand, Funny Girl, 1964.
Lea Michele, Glee, 2009
Composer: Jule Styne
Producer: Bob Merrill
Click here for transposable, simplified version.
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Don’t tell
Aaug
me
A6
not to
A
fly, I
Caug
simply
C6
got
to.
A
If some
Aaug
-one
A6
takes a
A7
spill, it’s
A6
me and
Aaug
not
you.
A
Don’t
Bm
bring
aro
C#m
und a
Bm7
cloud to rain on
E7
my
pa
A
rade?
Aaug
A6
A7
A6
Aaug
A
Don’t tell
Aaug
me
A6
not to
A
live, just
Aaug
sit and
A6
putter.
A
Life’s can
Aaug
-dy
A6
and the
A7
sun’s a
A6
ball of
Aaug
butter.
A
Who
Bm
told you
C#m
you’re
al
Bm7
lowed to rain on
E7
my
pa
A
rade.
Aaug
A6
A7
I’ll
Aaug7
march my
D6
band
out
Em7
I’ll
A9
beat
Aaug9
my
D
drum
Dm
And if I’m
A6
fanned
out
Em6
Your
F#7
turn at
Dm6
bat,
sir,
at least I didn’t fake it…
E7
Hat, sir, I
Bm7
guess,
I didn’t make
E7(9b)
it.
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But whe
Aaug
-ther
A6
I’m the
A
rose of
Aaug
sheer
per
A6
fection
A
A fre
Aaug
-ckle
A6
on the
A7
nose of
A6
life’s
com
Aaug
plexion
A
The
Bm
cinder
C#m
or the
Bm7
shiny apple
E7
of its
Em6
eye
F#7
B
I gotta
Bdim
fly
once,
I
A
gotta
Adim
try
once,
on
E7
-ly can die once,
Amaj7
right sir?
A6
G#
Ooh, love is
G#dim
juicy,
jui
A
-cy and
F#m6
you
see
I
G#7
gotta have my
C#m
bite,
Bm7
sir…
E7
A
Get rea
Aaug
-dy
A6
for me,
A
love, cause
Aaug
I’m a
A6
”comer,”
A
I sim
Aaug
-ply
A6
gotta
A7
march, my
A6
heart’s a
Aaug
drummer,
A
don’t
Bm
bring
aro
C#m
und a
Bm7
cloud to rain on
E7
my
pa
A
rade
Aaug
A
A
Aaug
A6
Fmaj7
I’m
C9
gon
Fmaj7
na live
C9
and
Fmaj7
live now –
get
C9
what
Fmaj7
I want,
C9
I
k
Fmaj7
now
how.
Fmaj7
All
th
C9
at
Fmaj7
the law
C9
will
Fmaj7
allow!
Gmaj7
One
ro
D9
ll
f
Gmaj7
or the w
D9
hole
Gmaj7
shebang!
One
D9
throw,
Gmaj7
that bell
D9
will
Gbmaj7
go
clang!
Though
D9
I’m
Gmaj7
alone
D9
I’m
Gmaj7
a
gang!
Amaj7
Eye
E9
on
t
Amaj7
he
tar
E9
get
a
Amaj7
nd
wham!
One
E9
shot,
Amaj7
one gun
E9
shot
a
Amaj7
nd
bam!
D
Hey,
C#
world,
D
here
C#
I
Bm7
am!
A7
I’ll
Aaug7
march my
D6
band
out
Em7
I’ll
A9
beat
Aaug9
my
D
drum
Dm
And if I’m
A6
fanned
out
Em6
Your
F#7
turn at
Dm6
bat,
sir,
at least I didn’t fake it…
E7
Hat, sir, I
Bm7
guess, I didn’t make
E7(9b)
it.
A
Get rea
Aaug
-dy
A6
for me,
A
love, cause
Aaug
I’m a
A6
”comer,”
A#
I sim
A#aug
-ply
A#6
gotta
A#7
march, my
A#6
heart’s a
A#aug
drummer,
A
nobody, no,
F#m7
nobody
Bm7
is
C#m7
gonna
Dmaj7
rain on
Bm7
my parade
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