Let the drums roll out. Let the trumpet call.
While the people shout, Strike up the band.
Hear the cymbals ring. Calling one and all.
To the martial swing, Strike up the band.
There is work to be done,to be done.
There's a war to be won, to be won.
Come you son of son of a gun. Take your stand.
Fall in line, yea bo. Come along, let's go.
Hey, leader. Strike up the band.
Red Nichols & His Orchestra - Strike up the band Lyrics
Red Nichols & His Orchestra - Strike up the band Lyrics
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Let the drums roll out. Let the trumpet call.
While the people shout, Strike up the band.
Hear the cymbals ring. Calling one and all.
To the martial swing, Strike up the band.
There is work to be done,to be done.
There's a war to be won, to be won.
Come you son of son of a gun. Take your stand.
Fall in line, yea bo. Come along, let's go.
Hey, leader. Strike up the band.
While the people shout, Strike up the band.
Hear the cymbals ring. Calling one and all.
To the martial swing, Strike up the band.
There is work to be done,to be done.
There's a war to be won, to be won.
Come you son of son of a gun. Take your stand.
Fall in line, yea bo. Come along, let's go.
Hey, leader. Strike up the band.
Writer: ANTOINE DOMINO, DAVE BARTHOLOMEW
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC