Текст песни Seventy Six Trombones

Seventy six trombones led the big parade,

With a hundred & ten cornets close at hand.

They were followed by rows and rows,

Of the finest virtuosos,

The cream of every famous band.

Seventy six trombones caught the morning sun,

With a hundred & ten cornets right behind.

There were over a thousand reeds,

Srpinging up like weeds,

There were horns of every shape & size.

There were copper bottom timpani in horse platoons,

Thundering, thundering, all along the way.

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Each bassoon having its big fat say.

There were fifty mounted canons in the battery,

Thundering, thundering, louder than before.

Clarinets of every size,

And trumpets who'd improvise

A full octave higher than the score!

(Musical Break)

Seventy six trombones hit the counterpoint,

While a hundred and ten cornets blazed away.

To the rhythm of Harch! Harch! Harch!

All the kids began to march,

And they're marching still right today