Seventy-six trombones led the big parade

With a hundred and ten cornets close at hand.

They were followed by rows and rows

Of the finest virtu--osos,

The cream of every famous band.

Seventy-six trombones caught the morning sun

With a hundred and ten cornets right be-hind.

There were over a thousand reeds

Spring-ing up like weeds.

There were horns of every shape and kind.

There were copper bottom timpani in horse platoons,

Thundering, thundering, all along the way.

Double bell euphoniums and big bassoons,

Each bassoon having its big fat say.

There were fifty mounted cannons in the battery,

Thundering, thundering, louder than be--fore.

Clarinets of every size

And trumpeters who'd improvise

A full octave higher than the score.

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!

Seventy-six trombones led the big parade

When the order to march rang out loud and clear.

Starting off with a big bang, bong on a Chinese gong

By a big, bang, bonged at the rear.

Seventy-six trombones hit the counterpoint

While a hundred and ten cornets played the air.

Then I modestly took my place, as the one and only bass

And I oompahed up and down the square.

LIDA ROSE

Lida Rose, I'm home again, Rose

To get the sun back in the sky.

Lida Rose, I'm home again, Rose

About a thousand kisses shy.

Ding, dong, ding

I can hear the chapel bells chime.

At the least suggestion, I'll pop the question.

Lida Rose, I'm home again, Rose

Without a sweetheart to my name.

Lida Rose, now everyone knows

That I'm hoping you're the same.

So, here is my love song

Not fancy or fine.

Lida Rose, oh, won't you be

Mine, Lida Rose, oh Lida Rose, oh Lida Rose.

Part 2

Dream of now

Dream of then

Dream of a love song

That might have been.

Do I love you?

Oh, yes, I love you.

And I'll bravely tell you,

But only when we dream a--gain.

Sweet and low

Sweet and low

How sweet that mem'ry.