I'm Still Here - Live
Yes, the last time I did a concert here in New York
It was, uhm, Central Park, 27 years ago
So a lot has happened since then
Good times and bum times
I've seen them all and, my dear
I'm still here
Gold statues sometimes
Sometimes a kick in the rear
But I'm here
Now one day you're hailed for blazing trails
Next day you're nailed for fingernails
Either they cheer or they jeer
But I'm here
I've heard 'em say, "Song writing, acting, producing
What makes her think that she can?"
Or better yet, "Song writing, acting, producing
What does she think she's a man?"
One day a Tony
Tuesday you're top of the bill
So I'm here
Wednesday you're phony
Thursday you're over the hill
But I'm here
Now I've kept my clothes and kept my space
I've kept my nose to spite my face
Still once you say you won't
Keep your place loud and clear
Once you announce you're directing
All you hear is
Everybody says don't, everybody says don't
Everybody says don't, it isn't right
Don't, it isn't nice
Everybody says don't, everybody says
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
'Least I didn't fake it, hat, sir
I guess I didn't make it
Get ready for me, love, 'cause I'm a comer
I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
Don't bring around a 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, look at me world, here I am
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
Guess I didn't make it
Get ready for me, love, 'cause I'm a comer
I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
Nobody, no, nobody is gonna rain on my parade, yeah
Thank you
It was, uhm, Central Park, 27 years ago
So a lot has happened since then
Good times and bum times
I've seen them all and, my dear
I'm still here
Gold statues sometimes
Sometimes a kick in the rear
But I'm here
Now one day you're hailed for blazing trails
Next day you're nailed for fingernails
Either they cheer or they jeer
But I'm here
I've heard 'em say, "Song writing, acting, producing
What makes her think that she can?"
Or better yet, "Song writing, acting, producing
What does she think she's a man?"
One day a Tony
Tuesday you're top of the bill
So I'm here
Wednesday you're phony
Thursday you're over the hill
But I'm here
Now I've kept my clothes and kept my space
I've kept my nose to spite my face
Still once you say you won't
Keep your place loud and clear
Once you announce you're directing
All you hear is
Everybody says don't, everybody says don't
Everybody says don't, it isn't right
Don't, it isn't nice
Everybody says don't, everybody says
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
'Least I didn't fake it, hat, sir
I guess I didn't make it
Get ready for me, love, 'cause I'm a comer
I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
Don't bring around a 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, look at me world, here I am
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
Guess I didn't make it
Get ready for me, love, 'cause I'm a comer
I simply gotta march, my heart's a drummer
Nobody, no, nobody is gonna rain on my parade, yeah
Thank you
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim, Frederic A. Rzewski
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