Rhythm Jam

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 couldn't 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

He makes the company jump when he plays reveille

He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B



He puts the boys to sleep with boogie every night

And wakes 'em up the same way in the early bright

They clap their hands and stamp their feet

Because they know how he plays when someone gives him a beat

He really breaks it up when he plays reveille

He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B