Oh what a day!
Oh what a day! Oh what a grand and glorious day!
Wonderful day!
Wonderful day when the band began to play!
In the square
In the square, a remarkable affair!
I was there, I was there!
I was there, yes I was there!
I was marching to the tympani and the snares
And the people from all around
Gather to hear the horns resounding in the air
In the air, over the square
Over the square, the mighty blare
Blare high in the air
I was there.
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 virtuo-
Sos, the cream 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 bottom tympani in horse platoons
Thundering, Thundering all along the way.
Double bell euphoniums and big bassoons,
Each bassoon having its big, fat say!
There were fifty mounted cannons in the battery
Thundering, Thundering louder than before
And Clarinets of every size
And trumpeters who'd improvise
A full octave higher than the score!
Seventy six trombones led the start parade,
When the order to march rang out loud and clear.
Starting off with a big bang bong on a Chinese gong
By a big bang bonger at the rear.
Then, Seventy-six trombones caught the light of the morning sun
While a hundred and ten cornets came shimmering right behind
Then, low and behold a thousand reeds
Suddenly sprang up like weeds.
Various horns of every shape and kind.
There were copper bottom tympani in horse platoons
Thundering, Thundering all along the way.
Double bell euphoniums and big bassoons,
Each bassoon having its big, fat say!
The fifty mounted cannons in the battery
Thunder now, over the crowd louder than before
And Clarinets of every size
And trumpeters who'd improvise
A full octave higher than the score!
A full octave higher than the score!
Seventy six trombones in the big parade
110 Cornets marching at hand, close at hand.
Followed by rows and rows and rows of the finest virtuosos
The cream of the cream of every famous band.
Seventy-six trombones hit the counter point
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.
I modestly took my place.
I was the one and only bass.
And I oompahed, oompahed, oompahed-pahed
I oompahed, oompahed, oompahed-pahed
Up and down the square
What an affair!
I was marching to the tympani and the snare!
People from all around
Gather to hear the horns resound
As the sound soared up and over the square!
I was there, I was there
I was there, I was there
I was there, there in the square
There in the square!