may I have your attention please.
I can deal with a troubled friend
with the wave of my hand,
Please observe me if you will.
I'm Professor Harold Hill
and I'm here to organize the
how can any pool table ever hope
to compete with a gold trombone?
Da da da da da da da da da da.
what a handful of trumpet players did
to the famous fabled walls of Jericho.
Oh, Billy, a pile of walls come
Oh, a band'll do it, my friends.
Oh, yes, I said a boys' band.
I said, River City's gonna
and I mean she needs it today.
Well, Professor Harold Hill's on hand.
River City's gonna have a boys' band.
Johnny, Willie, Teddy, Fred.
And you'll see the glitter of
and you'll hear the thunder of rolling drums,
the shimmer of trumpets, ta -da!
And you'll feel something akin to the electric thrill I once enjoyed,
Pat Conway, the great creator,
on the very same historic day.
76 trombones led the big parade
With 110 cornets close at hand
They were followed by rows and rows
The cream of every famous band
76 trombones caught the morning sun
There were horns of every
There were copperbottom timpani
thundering all along the way
Each bassoon having his big fat say
There were 50 mounted cannon
Thundering thundering louder than before
Clarinets of every size and trumpeters
a full octave higher than the star
And a hundred and ten cornets
To the rhythm of hot, hot, hot
All the kids began to march
And they're marching still right today