Roses Turn Some People Dont Rain On My Parade Barbara Streisand
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Roses Turn Some People Dont Rain On My Parade
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What did it get me
Scrapbooks full of me in
Give 'em love and what does it get ya? What does it get ya?
One quick look as each of 'em l
Thanks a lot and out with the
They take bows and you're battin' zero.
And if it wasn't
W
Some people sit on their butts;
B7#5
got the dream, yeah, but not the guts.
Th
Some people can thrive and bloom
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living life in the living room.
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when I think of, all
and all the places I gotta play,
Come [
Hey, look at
I'll march my band out,
I will beat my drum,
At least I didn't fake it.
'Cause I'm a
My heart's a dr
Nobod
Is go
(you bet your ass papa!)
Roses Turn Some People Dont Rain On My Parade
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B/Cm]Why did I Do it?What did it get me
B?Scrapbooks full of me in
B/F the background.Give 'em love and what does it get ya? What does it get ya?
One quick look as each of 'em l
B/Geaves you.Thanks a lot and out with the
B/Bb garbage,They take bows and you're battin' zero.
B/FI had a dream.a wonderfuF/Bl dream papa F/C And if it wasn't
B for me thFen where would you be, MisCms Gypsy RoseB Lee? F G Fm W
B/Fell, someone tell me, when is it my turn? Don't I get a dream for myself?F/BStarting now it's gonna be my turn, i’m not some old [F-/Fb]book on a shelf Fb Bm F7#5 F7#5 F7Some people sit on their butts;
B7#5
B13 B7 F7#5 Bm6 F#m Fgot the dream, yeah, but not the guts.
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B7#5
B13 B7 F7#5 Bm6 F#m Fliving life in the living room.
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F9 theF sights that I gotta seeand all the places I gotta play,
Bm6all the things that I gotta be at.Come [
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B/Fme world, B/Fhere B/FI am! F F F7#5 B6I'll march my band out,
Fm7 F9 F9#5 BI will beat my drum,
BmAnd if I'm fanneF6d out,Fm7Your tCm7urn at Bm6bat, sir,At least I didn't fake it.
B6Hat, sir, I guessGm7 I didn't make itF7b9. FGet reaF+dy for F6me, lovFe,'Cause I'm a
F+ "comer," F6 F#I simply F#+gotta F#6march, F#7 My heart's a dr
F#6ummer. F#+ Nobod
Fy, no, C#mnobody Gm Is go
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