On Twitter this morning, @davecarpenter was talking about not letting anyone rain on his parade.  As I read his tweets, I thought to myself that’s true for me, too!  I don’t have to let anyone else rain on my parade!  For better or worse, then, I started singing “Don’t Rain on my Parade,” fancying myself to be singing like Barbra Streisand…I’m gonna live and live NOW!…If someone takes a spill it’s me and NOT YOU!  Needless to say, I’m not feeling like messing around today!  I want to live and live NOW! How do YOU want to live today?

Singing in the rain http://www.flickr.com/photos/mindfulness/35421738/sizes/m/

Don’t Rain on My Parade  (Bob Merrill & Jule Styne)

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 a cloud to rain on my parade
Don’t tell me not to fly, I 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’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
A freckle on the nose of life’s complexion
The Cinderella or the shine apple of its 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 clang,
Eye on the target and wham,
One shot, one gun shot and bam!
Hey, Mr. Arnstein, here I am …

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