Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
The Lisa Nobumoto Jazz Masters Orchestra
The Lisa Nobumoto Jazz Masters Orchestra
Interpretação
Lisa Nobumoto
Lisa Nobumoto
Vocais principais
John " Jack " Cooper
John " Jack " Cooper
Direção musical
Eric Scott Reed
Eric Scott Reed
Piano
Ben Walsh
Ben Walsh
Baixo acústico
Sylvester Sample
Sylvester Sample
Baixo acústico
Marc Franklin
Marc Franklin
Trompete
Jim Petit
Jim Petit
Bateria
Chilton Jackson
Chilton Jackson
Trombone
Kevin Tinker
Kevin Tinker
Trompete
Michael Cowers
Michael Cowers
Trombone
Charlie Franklin
Charlie Franklin
Trompete
Jeremy Wright
Jeremy Wright
Guitarra elétrica
Kevin Walters
Kevin Walters
Saxofone alto
Reggie White
Reggie White
Saxofone tenor
Alex SchueTrumpf
Alex SchueTrumpf
Trompete
David Kelly
David Kelly
Saxofone barítono
Ollie Liddell
Ollie Liddell
Trombone
Eddie Clark
Eddie Clark
Trombone
John M. Shaw
John M. Shaw
Sintetizador
Gary Goldsmith
Gary Goldsmith
Saxofone tenor
John Lux
John Lux
Saxofone alto
John Michael Gutierez
John Michael Gutierez
Trompete
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Jule Styne
Jule Styne
Composição
Bob Merrill
Bob Merrill
Letra
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Lisa Nobumoto
Lisa Nobumoto
Produção
Ngaio Nobumoto
Ngaio Nobumoto
Engenharia (gravação)

Letra

Don't Rain On My Parade
I'm gonna live and live now!
Get what I want I know how!
All that the law will allow!
One roll for the whole shebang!
One throw that bell will go clang!
Though I'm alone, I'm a gang!
Eye on the target and wham!
One shot one gun shot, and bam!
Hey world, here I am!
Don't tell me not to fly I've simply got to!
If someone takes a spill, it's me and not you!
Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade!
Don't tell me not to live just sit and putter!
Life's candy, and the sun's a ball of butter!
Who told you you're allowed to rain on my Parade?!
I'll march my band out!
I'll beat 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
Or a freckle on the nose of life's complexion
The center or the shiny apple of its eye!
I've got to fly once!
I've got to try once!
Only can die once right sir?!
Oh, life is juicy juicy and you'll see!
I've got to have my bite, sir!
Get ready for me life cause I'm a comer!
I simply got to march my hearts a drummer!
Nobody, can rain on my parade!
Written by: Bob Merrill, Jule Styne
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