The Mardi Gras March

(album: Pat Boone Sings - 1959)

Here comes the big brass band
Hear them blow as they go to the Mardi Gras
See the leader waving to ya
Happy days, Hallelujah
Lucky to be standing where you are

They play that dixieland
Hear the toot on the flute and an oom-pa-pa

Dressed in red, dressed in blue
They go marching marching marching
To the Mardi Gras

Oh, what a thrill, what a thrill
When they kick that Dixie rhythm around
Oh, the notes that float up on the air
When they push that little bow down

See the small-fry standing there
Staring God alive
Oh, when that slide trombone
Begins to slide

Oh, what a day, what a day
When they play that crazy [?] blues
With the beat that got the population
A-walking outa their shoes

Oh, with a roll of a drum
And a dum-diddle-dum
Everybody knows what that means
Why, they'll be dancing
In the streets of New Orleans

Oh, they play that dixieland
Hear the toot on the flute and an oom-pa-pa
Dressed in red, dressed in blue
They go marching marching marching
To the Mardi Gras

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