Lyrics
He was a famous trumpet man from out chicago way
He had a boogie style that no one else could play
He was the top man at his craft
But then his number came up and he was gone with the draft
He's in the army now. he's blowin' reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
They made him blow a bugle for his Uncle Sam
It really brought him down because he could not jam
The captain seemed to understand
Because the next day the cap' went out and drafted the band
And now the company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
A toot, a toot, a toodlie-a-da-toot
He blows it eight to the bar in boogie rhythm
He can't blow a note unless a bass and guitar
Is playin' with him
And the company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
He was some boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
And when he played his boogie woogie bugle
He was busy as a busy bee
And when he played he made the company jump eight to the bar
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
Andata toodliata-toodliata toot toot
He blows it eight to the bar
He can't blow a note if a bass and guitar
Isn't with him
And the company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
He was some boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
And when he played his boogie woogie bugle
He was busy as a busy bee
And when he played he made the company jump eight to the bar
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
Andata toodliata-toodliata toot toot
He blows it eight to the bar
He can't blow a note if a bass and guitar
Isn't with him
And the company jumps when he plays reveille
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of Company B
