Come Follow The band - Cy Coleman

Come follow the band, wherever it’s at let both of your feet beat time to the

drum and

Let your heart go rat a tat tat

A flag in your hand a plume in your hat

Battalions of brass pass and catch the light

Is there a sight that’s sweeter than that?

See the pretty lady toss that baton high

Ain’t she cute as a daisy?

Watch the fella with the big base drum go by Ain’t you glad that you stayed?

Hear the tuba play that oom pah pah

Oh my, ain’t it drivin' you crazy

Don’t you be so darn lazy

Better hurry and join that big parade

Up outta your seat down offa the stand

Step out 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 trumpet blast heat the cornet blare

Hear the boom of the bass and the rattle of the snare

With the sweetest burst of melody I know

Goes the piccolo

Hear the silver tone of the xylophone

Hear the glide and the bellow of the slide trombone

Then a burst of crystal listen to it peel

It’s the glockenspiel

With the most majestic manner you’ll remember all your life

Come melophone come saxophone

Comes sousaphone comes fife

Then the brass sings out the woodwinds sigh

The trumpets shout and the drum reply

With a crash and a bang as the whole she bang goes by