Lyrics

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 virtuosos
The crem of every famous band.

Seventy six trombones caught the morning sun
With a hundred and ten cornets right behind.
There were more than a thousand reeds springing up like weeds
There were horns of every shape and kind.

There were copper bottomed tympani in horse platoons
Thundering, thundering all along the way
Double bell euphoniums and big bassoons
Each bassoon having his big fat say.

There were fifty mounted cannon in the battery
Thundering, thundering louder than before
Clarinets of every size and trumpeters who’s improvise
A full octave higher than the score

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 the Chinese gong
By a big bang bonger at the rear 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

Lots of buh noises

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 oompahed oompahed oompahed up and down the square

Buh buh buh buh buh buh…………
Up and down the square.