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to the sweet, beat the bugle plays
A sound that you'll remember all your days
And when you see that leader proudly raise his hand
Just follow the band

Hear
the bugle plays
A sound that you'll remember all your days
And when you see that leader proudly raise his hand
Just follow the band

Hear the trumpet blast,
sympathy, yeah

Oh baby, oh baby, I just need your tender lovin'
To keep me sane in this burnin' oven
When my time is up be my rebirth
Like I was worth
from Fort Lincoln that morning

And the band they played the Garryowen
Brass was shining, flags a flowin
I swear if I had only known
I'd have wished that
when they
Rat-a-tat you down

Remember Genie, from the casino
She's still a-waiting in her big brass bed
The boys from your gang are knocking whisky
There's an old brass
Standing there at the top
Without her witch's broom
It almost seemed like a knocking shop
When the girls came out of their rooms
The bell rings
And all things
Are calling
The days past
The play's cast
Remember
September
When we were
Together
Together
Together
Brass band play on
Wait for me
Wait for us always
Wait for me
Wait for us to come
Homework's dull. It's worth the pain to go out when I want
Mister Watson
I like your mother
I like your brother
I like you
And you like me too
We'll get a preacher
I'll buy a ring
We'll hire a band
With an accordion
from Fort Lincoln that morning

And the band they played the Garryowen
Brass was shining, flags a flowin
I swear if I had only known
I'd have wished that
I like your mother
I like your brother
I like you
And you like me too
We'll get a preacher
I'll buy a ring
We'll hire a band
With an accordion
and calendars,
Letters script in careful hand,
Music too, a standard tune by
Some forgotten big brass band.

From the threshold what's to see
Of our brave new
and calendars,
Letters script in careful hand,
Music too, a standard tune by
Some forgotten big brass band.

From the threshold what's to see
Of our brave new
the road
Trombone Bob sits back on the open tailgate
To get a good slide on his long trombone

When the band tours from town to town
Trombone Bob sits
I like your bother, I like your mother
I like you and you like me too
We'll get a preacher, I'll buy a ring
We'll hire a band with an accordion,
I like your mother
I like your brother
I like you
And you like me too
We'll get a preacher
I'll buy a ring
We'll hire a band
With an accordion
Dearie, do you remember when we
Waltzed to the Sousa band
My wasn't the music grand

Chowder parties down by the seashore
Every Fourth of July,
in the mornin’
And some nights we’ll go out dancin’ if I’m not too tired
Some nights we’ll sit romancin’
Watchin' the late show by the fire

When our
Dearie, do you remember when we

Waltzed to the Sousa band
My wasn't the music grand

Chowder parties down by the seashore
Every Fourth
launched upon the tide and all the townsfolk cheered,
A brass band played but not a word of omens they had feared,
But before the afternoon was out,
Dearie, do you remember when we
Waltzed to the Sousa band
My wasn't the music grand

Chowder parties down by the seashore
Every Fourth of July,
town with a hardcore band
Headlights shining on the beach
Left my money in a Maxwell's coffee can
Down by the cemetery gates

When I walk into your
them back again

One more dance in the night
One more chance to get it right
One more grab at the brass ring that's flying by
One more toast
Dearie, do you remember when we

Waltzed to the Sousa band
My wasn't the music grand

Chowder parties down by the seashore
Every Fourth
and lions
A brass band and more
With his forty fakirs, his cooks, his bakers
His birds that warble on key
Make way for prince Ali!